..Robbie and her had both watched Steve and Sylvia fucking...which was bad....very bad...but then he'd let Robbie play with her breasts, and worse...a...lowed him to touch her pussy, which, to her shame...was soaking wet. God what a mess...and now Steves left and she's all alone..nobody to help her sort her confusion. She washed herself down and decided to try texting Sylvia to see if their was anything she could do to start the barbecue. Keeping busy was her best plan and she hoped the rest. My cock was aching by now, but I was more than willing to wait on getting off to make sure that her pleasure was not interrupted. I positioned my fingers at the top of her ass crack, then slid them down the deep crevice toward her pussy. She was soaking wet, all the way back to anus. My two middle fingers easily slid inside her pussy, and she arched her backed and pushed her ass up to open as wide as she could. Her pants were binding against her thighs, but she made no effort to pull them. " I'm in" I said "me too we gotta do something about the bastard" declared Jimmy "I'm in" the others replied. "OK then lets formulate a strategy." declared Joey. "Let's hear some ideas" We could nobble him as he comes into the vestry after late mass" If Jimmy leaves the catch on the rear door open we could sneak in during mass" We need to be in clothes that can't be identified and our faces covered" Someone distracts him as he comes through the door and I belt him behind the ear" The old man. One morning she even teased me with a look at her ass. We shared a smile. She had gone back to sleeping in just a t-shirt. She repeated this on several occasions, making my cock very hard. I jacked it to her many times, thinking about her bending over the table pulling her shirt up. One night when my wife was out staying with relatives, Sandra came to my room. I was wearing a shirt and some underwear. She was in her bed shirt. I asked her what she was still doing up. She sat on the bed and said.