The loss of Grandma didn't seem to affect Janice too badly. At least Wendy seemed to be doing a good job, looking after Janice. I know that I was a mi...erable bugger to be around but Wendy always seemed to have a smile. This seemed to rub off on Janice, if not me.It must have been about 2 weeks later. Ethel and Wendy seemed to be coping, and Janice and Wendy had certainly bonded. Auntie Ethel and Dad were well into the background. I got in from the office at lunchtime on the Friday so that I. Every body in the village drunk in the pub so you couldn't help but bump in to people.In those days being 13 you had to be clever to get out and stay out and as Richard needed friends I found myself telling my folks I was visiting him. They had this flat and there was a huge room above the shop, all beams and wood, they kept all sorts in there, but weren't allowed to live in it, fire rules or something, it was a bit like a den and my folks knew him and his mother and thought he was all right,. It wasn't just a come. It was the searing heat of a blast furnace that soared through every pore of her pussy. Her legs flew out and up, stiff as ramrods as Cindy inserted two more fingers in her asshole and her tongue continued to scoop with adoring relish at the juices in her cunt.It wasn't momentary. It went on and on, as Cindy held her on that highest peak of total satisfaction with her lips playing over her clitoris like strumming fingers on a guitar.When the orgasm had barely subsided,. “See ya, sexies!!” I stood frozen and Damien looked at me and laughed. “What?” I asked, I checked over myself, nothing seemed out of place. “What are you laughing at?” He stopped and grabbed my ass. “Your face just now, you look so cute when you’re surprised. You want a drink?” I declined. “Beer’s not my drink of choice, you should know that.” I teased, I’d been drunk around him before, all off of hard lemonades. “Besides, I wanna remember tonight.” We went and joined his friends, his hands.