If he was Lydia's man, wouldn't he already know where she was? I asked myself.The answer was maybe not. We had kept her pretty much incognito. She had...'t had any real chance to tell anyone anything, so far. So who the fuck was the balding man, and for whom did he work? I could run his plates and I could spend a full day having him checked out but at that moment grabbing his ass up seemed easier. Would he squeal like a pig, probably, but I had a hell of a good lawyer.I waited until he looked. As Deborah stared the world melted around her. All that was there were these two young goddesses. Then she felt their legs on hers. They were both running their legs up her stockings. She looked through the table at their beautiful legs next to hers, putting hers to shame. She watched and squirmed as they ran their legs up and down her own, glancing from their legs to their smirking faces, and coming constantly to rest on thier tits. “Mmmmm Deb,” Izzy spoke in a low seductive tone, “doesn’t. Sandra was still peeing, a gorgeous stream of hot piss spraying from her lower lips and decorating the floor with a growing damp stain.She must have already pissed a torrent seeing at how far the damp patch had spread. Totally excited at the idea of having a similar wee of my own, I checked my bladder to see if I was ready to go. Happily, I had some pee inside of me that needed letting out!Sandra’s pre-sleep pee came to an end. After a slight pause, she allowed one last squirt of her hot,. You’ve not, you know, hurt my little girl have you?”“Certainly not. I wouldn’t, she’s only a girl.”“Thank God, that’s a relief. You had me really worried there.” She said with a sigh and looked down at her innocent naked daughter with a half smile on her face.“Well how far have you gone? Has she seen you climax?”“Yes, I couldn’t stop myself. But that’s all.”” I said in an embarrassed whisper.“She’s watched the whole film?” I nodded. “Several times.”Ella wasn’t listening to our conversation and.