I raised lekha aunt’s petticoat exposing her buttocks. She was wearing a cream color panty inside. I kissed the back of her thigh and put my hand in...ide her panty pressing her round buttocks. All this while she was standing, we took her, making her lie on the bed. Rena aunty went after her pussy; lekha aunty hugged me reaching her hand for my cock. Rena aunty pulled her panty licking her pussy. Lekha aunty took my cock and put it her mouth. I was feeling so excited and hot having two ladies at. The bathroom door opened and she heard the voice of a guy asking if anyone was in there. She froze.“Let me check,” the voice of a girl said. Deanna always used the handicap stall if no one was around, as it is typically cleaner than the others. The layout of the bathroom put this one across from two other stalls with her toilet in the back corner. She heard the girl moving around as if checking under the stall doors.“No one is here, put up the sign,” the girl said. Deanna heard some movement. The condition of her face didn't matter much as she always wore extra heavy make-up, just as I asked to her to do on our second appointment, which was the last time I paid for our time together. Often her make-up was somewhere between an overdone Las Vegas showgirl what you'd see at the make-up counter in Macy's. "Yes, My Little Girl, Daddy loves the way you're dressed. I especially like your short skirt and that I can see your pussy lips hanging down just waiting to be used. When did you last. "She turned to leave."Just because Laurie's not here, Kimmy, that doesn't mean you can't use the pool."She turned around again and managed a brave little smile. "Thanks, Sam." She brushed a tear from her cheek. "Is it okay if I go back now?" Anytime you want. The gate's open."As Kimmy walked away, rational thought returned to my booze-addled brain. "No school today?" I asked.Kimmy stopped. "No, it's a PD day. Thanks again, Sam."Kimmy was such a petite little thing—no more than five feet tall.