Liz decided that she had spanked Hannah enough and had given her enough to think about and so put the spatula on the bed and started to rub Hannah‘s...bottom in circles, then up and down the backs of her legs, and then easing her hand between Hannah’s thighs, and was really interested to know whether her pussy lips were damp. Well, they weren’t just damp but dripping wet, and as she ran her fingers along her wet pussy lips so Hannah parted her legs, raised her bottom, and gyrated letting out. Tuan shook his head while smiling at her priorities, "Thanks, kiddo."In less than ten minutes the two girls emerged from the bedroom laughing. Tuan was really pleased with himself for not pushing Nancy. His lust for the girl, who was hardly older than his youngest child, put him on a serious guilt trip. Looking at Margret he knew that Kim would not be his youngest child for very long. Margret's abdomen was once again on the Rubenesque side, only this time it wasn't because she was. I had seen myself in the salon of course, but I stillhad not come to terms with this. How could I. My hair had large waves init. Almost like I had walked right out of a shampoo commercial. Therazor-sharp bangs cut across my forehead just above my eyes. The brightblonde color so alien to me, and the dark roots and dark layersunderneath were so visible. I wanted to shave my hair off. I wanted tocry. Vanessa stood in the corner of the room and said nothing.Just at this point I heard a voice behind. Sitting to join me, passing over a cup of steaming tea, and I reached to accept the offering, and hereby allowed the possibility of our hands to meet, and, fingers entwined, wildly exuded tumultuous sparks previously unforeseen or dared to speculate. As you placed the cup down, your head lifted slightly, and we looked into each others eyes, in the vain hope of finding an answer how to cope with our feelings, and still our fingers remained touching, teasing exhilaration. Then you smiled, that.