She breathed into my mouth, asking me if I like what I had watched and if I wanted her to stop and not go back into the carriage.I told her just how h...t she and the guy looked, how sexy I found her and watching as she was getting it on with this stranger, but I warned her to be careful, we didn’t know the guy.Jenni reassured me that she had it under control and then dropped a complete bombshell, would I like her to take him home and fuck him properly with me watching. God only knows where she. He took a deep breath."Tell me, Tig." I need to tell you more about me," she said quietly, "because at the moment I'm not being fair to you. The reason that my parents divorced was because my father sexually abused me three years ago." Oh, you poor d-dear," he caught himself from saying 'darling' as his suppositions became concrete. "That's horrible. What's happened to him?"Annette told him what her mother had done, how Jeremy had spotted her in Edinburgh and later followed her back down south,. I watched a few more moments and then stepped to the side and hopped up on the end of the grimy sink and spread my legs, letting my skirt ride up my thighs, exposing my white, lace t-back panties to him. He let out a guttural moan as he stared between my legs. His response only fueled my fire, and I reached between my legs and pulled my panties to the side, exposing my pussy. He looked in my eyes, and I confirmed it for him by saying, “Do it. Defile my married white pussy. Fill me up.” He. The heat from his hands seeped into my bare skin warming me to the core and removing every last bit of remaining fear. He slowly leaned in, his breath warm on my face. He smelled like peppermint, cinnamon and that male scent that only he can claim to possess. Our lips touched and my world imploded. His lips gently moved against mine in slow motions that sent my libido into overdrive. Warmth spread throughout my body, blazing a trail across nerves and synapses, consuming everything in its path..