..”Flossie felt a ball of warmth burst in her loins. The proper Flossie inside her had been nattering on about how wrong all this was, and now it ye...led at her. The wanton Flossie said “So what’s the big deal? You want to too. Admit it girl.”“You’re a man,” she said. “Men are built to want to do that with women.”“But my father!” he groaned.“He wanted to hurt me. Sex can be used for that too. It can be used for terrible things, or loving, beautiful things. It’s what’s in your heart that makes. " So we'll still be kept awake by the sounds of passion from downstairs?"She giggled."You're lucky they were out shopping half an hour ago, or they'd have grounds for complaint themselves. I could tell you were back almost as soon as I got through the front door – I could hear Julie quite clearly."My girlfriend and I both blushed. Vee had turned the tables on me very well. She giggled again."Yeah, I know. It was hard work keeping the the noise down in the caravan all summer, and I have to admit. I turned to see Agnes had my phone and was reading the WhatsApp message from Sandra."Oh I do approve - that suits her so well" she said as she passed the phone to me. It was a short vid from Sandra showing her in a dressing room modelling a lacy black underwear set, giving a twirl to show the thong disappearing between her arse cheeks.However, I have to say it was Agnes I was looking at. She was wearing thigh high bed boots with stockings and a red leather basque which left her heavy tits. ”She giggled and that allowed me to take out my finger from her mouth. I slid my finger through her lips, chin, and lower neck and ran my finger through her entire neck. I ran my finger till the top of her boobs. She looked at me with a look that asked me a question why did I stop?My finger touched the base of her mountain, climbed on it, reached the peak, rubbed the small hill and then came down. It touched the other side of the mountain. I could feel the sexual tension rising in her body. Her.