But if she keepspushing herself it won't be possible." There was a long pause. "Shedoesn't want anyone to know about this Honey, but I think you know ...heright people to get involved with relieving some of the stress. ButMiss Clara has contingencies in place in case the worst should happen."I knew it was supposed to make me feel better, but it didn't.When I got back I called my sisters and my closest friends, they neededto know so they could help me to help Miss Clara.We were just beginning to. I’m guided by her tapering legs as I graze her thighs as I near her crotch. My middle finger makes first contact directly on the centreline of her hairy pussy lips. Immediately she smiles. My face must have been a picture of total surprise. As she makes no attempt to close the access I firmly stroke her lips and sink deliciously into her wet and hot pussy. This stranger lets out a slight groan of pleasure. She (for I still don’t know this woman’s name) starts to thrust her hips in time with me.. He was impressed that we had fourteen hides hanging in our house.When Wanda and Pris came back, Pris looked at me and winked. Wanda came over to Millie and me, and asked if we'd take a walk with her. Once we were dressed for the weather and outside the house, Wanda got between Millie and me and held our hands.She said, "I told Mom I'd like to come and live with you guys. She said it was up to you." Wanda, it's still almost two years until we said we'd marry you," Millie said."Mom said she. Now not a foot away from me was a cock as large as the guy I had fantasized about.“I think you want to touch it,” he said as he wagged it back and forth, “come on, we’re alone here, it won’t bite.” I forced my eyes to leave his monstrous cock and looked at his face. He had to be 40, clean shaven, and looked like he was someone’s dad on a vacation. No biker or trucker look on this guy, just every day run of the mill sort of person you would expect to see driving a minivan full of k**s, dogs, and.