She was sharing a spare room with her mother and my sister had often complained about how messy her daughter was, just dropping clothes on the floor a... she removed them.I took a huge chance and excused myself. Sneaking upstairs I peeked into her room. I quickly scanned the bed but saw nothing. Then my heart leapt as I saw a laundry bag by her suitcase. Could it be?I tiptoed over and looked inside. For once the messy teen had acted out of character and put her things away. The tights were in the. She repositions her straddle on his lap… she passionately kisses him… caressing his face and head with the tips of her nails. He silently moans from the pleasure he is receiving off her touch. She kisses his brow… and then the other… Moving slowly towards his ears… where she faintly whispers… ‘Don’t say a word my dear’… as she still caresses on his picture perfect face… ‘Close your eyes my dear’… ‘relax’… she kisses him on the lobe… as she pulls up his shirt… taking it off… she gently pushes. I turn my vibrator on and guide it down to my waiting clit. Your left hand finds my hip as your right guides your slickly lubed cock to my hole once more. Taking a deep breath and pressing the head of the vibrator strongly against my clit, I feel pressure as your head attempts to pass the barrier. The pressure grows stronger and I focus on relaxing as much as I can while your head makes its way into my tight ass. I feel pain as the largest part of your head makes its way inside, and I tell you. ”“Yes, until the day after tomorrow.”“Well done! Have you told her?”“No, she wouldn’t have been able to cope with it today and I think it will still be pretty tricky tomorrow but easier because she now knows she’s got a safe place here. There may be worries about having to give evidence in court.”“She may not have to. The evidence of him having savaged her was pretty evident to the hospital.”“Yes but he can deny that it was him.”“Hmm! I’ll bet his finger prints are everywhere in her cottage and.