It didnt take a genius in female anatomy to figure out that the finger was firmly ensconced in that beautiful innocent vagina that was sat revealed be...ore me. The outer fingers squeezed the lips together bounding the buried digit with soft damp flesh. As if trying to escape, I could see the knuckle tugging back and forth between the fleshy lips that were the labia of my little nymphet. Her finger was dipping for apples into a tub that was sure to deliver more than just one in return for the. I felt fresh and well rested, which was a welcome change afteryesterday's adventures. After Sarah had left, I'd forced my aching bodythrough the motions of getting dressed and cleaning up. I had tried toremove the small receiver from the back of my neck, but I couldn't figureout how to get it off -- it seemed to be stuck pretty tight. I'd plannedon asking Sarah how to remove it, but had fallen asleep exhausted beforeI got around to it. At least there was no hurry, I'd heard of peopleusing the. Great...mom..." You were going to see my boobs anyway, so here they are. They're just boobs, and I'm sure you've seen a few vaginas before as well. You're already a grown man." So what next? Do we avoid each other all day?" I think that might be for the best," she said with regret. "Can I at least give you a hug? It's been so long since I've seen you, and I've missed you very much."He smiled, "Sure, if you insist."The tension in the room became even more awkward as both of them opened their. Peter stuck his head out of the shower and grabbed the phone off me. He answered it and had a brief conversation. I stood there, waiting for the phone like a secretary. When he finished he handed the phone to me. ‘God. He is in an emergency. I will get into the office by eight now, and then he wants me at his offices at ten, instead of Monday. I might be a little later darling. He’s being stalked by his wife. We have to get on to this, because she’s stolen company records.’ I looked at him,.