.Speaking of that someone, it becomes apparent soon enough that Abby isn't going to be waiting in that corner for too long. She does have to wait whil... her stepmother fetches a chair and drags it into the centre of the room, then a touch longer while she busies herself doing... something else, god knows what, but less than five minutes later she feels that intoxicating feeling of a hand pinching her ear, pulling her back out of the corner and prompting her to gasp again. Bridget hums a little. I divest myself of my back pack dumping it on the table in the hallway and then walk into the large L shaped lounge and dining room.I slip my work jacket off and place it around the back rest of one of the dining chairs.I become aware of activity from the kitchen – Sharon must be home early.I fancy a cup of tea so I head for the kitchen.As I enter the room I find myself becoming aroused which is odd since my libido seems to have been fading recently.Sharon is at the sink and hasn't heard me. Or. "Any bruises here?" N-no sir," she replied breathing heavily.Shame kneeled as one hand slid over her bush and the other grabbed an ass cheek. "You look fine," he said. His skillful finger slipped between her thighs and along her slit. She jumped as the tip of his finger slipped into her pussy. Soon his dry finger was wet as her juices started flowing."Any pain here?" asked Shame."N-none sir," said Mary. She was moaning and her hips were starting to thrust forward into his finger."Then you. The cleft between your cheeks slowly emerges as the white panties slide down over your ass and down your legs. As soon as you are fully exposed, your back arches and you stick your ass out towards me, eager to feel my hot wet tongue on your quivering pussy. "Mmmmmm," you let out in a slow, sensual moan as you feel my tongue partyour swollen pussy lips and slide inside your hot little hole. I wriggle it around inside you, eliciting more moaning as I reach up between your legs to give your.