I want you to finger my pussy I want you to slide your middle finger deep into me and fuck me so fucking good. Im going to make you moan so loud you w...nt stop moaning my name. We cant be too loud Lisa is here you know. That stopped Hollys naughty mind as it dawned on her Shauna was super vocal on the phone more so than usual I wonder… she thought to herself. Well then we can wait till she goes to bed for the moaning but until then… she trailed off as they got to the door as she brushed some. At that time she told me that she wanted you to take my place in this house. We discussed it again last night and we are still in agreement that you are the best caretaker of your mother. In the past your mom and I have been hinting at what your future would be like and after the argument you and your mom had last week, we've realized that was wrong. We were in effect teasing you, not deliberately but we both just glossed over teenage sexuality. You were right; we were talking about you sharing. My nipples were always erect, and there was definitely a darkening to the areola. One evening you were being exceptionally rough with them, dominating me and pulling and twisting my nipples as I squirmed underneath you. Closing my eyes in delight you suddenly released my tit and murmured, “what the fuck?”Sitting up a bit I saw you rubbing the tips of your fingers together and then taking them to your mouth. After less than a second a huge smile spread across your face. “What’s wrong? Why are. The road on which I live crosses the river via a thirty foot long two lane country bridge. There are low leaning trees on either side which along with the bridge itself cast a cool quite shade on the cement footings twenty feet below the roadway. This is my usual afternoon get away during the week, as I have it all to myself. I was under the bridge fishing about six weeks ago in the midst of that heat wave. The shade was cool and there was a light, lazy breeze. After about thirty minutes of.