Hallie smiled. "Just wanted to see what you were doing. Can I come in and play with you? I'm bored."He nodded. "No. This is MY room. And this is MY ho...se. You are only here because my dad is stupid for dating your mom. I don't want a new mom. I want MY mom." With that he slammed the door leaving Hallie in tears.Jane and Sam got in later that night and paid the babysitter. Once she was gone, they found Hallie in the kitchen sobbing. Jane rushed over to her and put her arms around her."What's. “She said she misses you.”“Tell her I said ‘Hi’”“I will. Call me after your chess game with Becky. I want details.”“Yes, Melanie,” I chuckled. “It’ll be boring given that you don’t play chess.”“We’ll see!”Saturday, before work, I called Birgit. It had been over a month. Letters had gone back and forth, of course, and between Melanie and me, she had a pretty good idea of what was going on. I didn’t tell her about the experiment, but I was sure that Melanie did, because they had discussed it in. "She eagerly complies, wrapping her arms around her Mistress' sexy curves, caressing her leather-and-latex clad form lovingly as she presses her nude form firmly to the older girl's, pushing her back against the throbbing side of the idling car. Her tongue eagerly seeks out her Mistress', moaning in unabashed pleasure, her entire body tingling with relief.Her Mistress shoves her back forcefully, breaking the kiss, blushing slightly with her own constrained arrousal. "Good," she says huskily,. It will soon start feeling really good the harder I press, but then you'll want to go past the point of friction burns and worse. I'll use a little gentle finger massage for a minute." She said OK [168] and Joe fell on the floor.Spit is a better lube than plain water, but Lois wasn't ready to hear that I was spitting in her ass. I opened her legs a little more and got closer to her holes. No damage. I wet my finger and put it against her back hole. "Do you feel anything different now?" Yes..