I quickly try to hide my hard on. She’s only two years younger than me and she’s got those little mosquito bites for breasts. I grabbed my cock an... try to squeeze it down before she can see; but too late. “I know what you’re doing, Robbie.” She giggles as she’s saying it. “Hey, how many times have I told you to not come in my room until I say it’s okay?” She gives me those weepy blue eyes and I lose my anger in a second. “I’m sorry,” she says. My cock is partially hard as she closes the door. ’ ‘Should be in the next couple of days he replied,’ before climbing into his truck. Five days later the first telephone man came back to the house and checked out the phone and the line inside. He fiddled with a few things and then came over to talk to Eileen and her mother. ‘Well I have that taken care of,’ he replied. ‘Well does the phone work now?’ ‘Now, they have to turn it on at the main office, as soon as I check back in. It should be working by tomorrow.’ Eileen and her mother went back. At the same time I didn't want it to stop. Mom's fingers came to rest on either side of my pussy, lightly caressing my swollen labia. By now dad's eyes were transfixed on her actions. His hand had moved form her tits to resting on her ass. Kneading her ass cheeks, her bottom bouncing with each of his forward thrusts. As if dad had pushed her the entire way, mom's face was now a mere inches from my leaking cunt. I could feel her heated breath on it, mixing with the intense treatment her fingers. He is fine, by the way. He reports no headache whatsoever. In any event, Miss Lucy, who was upstairs, managed to come down with three pistols in the pockets of her dress. I never asked how you knew where they were, dear?" Which I saw Matthew a-cleaning them one day," Lucy said with a blush."Of course," James said. "Anway, the leader of the group, a Mr. White —" Wright," Caroline corrected him."Mr. Wright, then. He is dead. As to who killed him, I would point out only that Caroline's bullet left.