She sat by the side of her daughter her legs hanging from the berth. I asked her to spread the legs as far as she possible so that I could see her pus...y mound. The petticoat was rolled up to her breasts so everything was quite visible in blue light. I saw her stunning pubic mound with some hairs here and there. I plucked a few of them just by way of teasing her.She laughed and laughed. I put my two thumbs were on her cunt labia separating them apart , she moaned. I was trying to rub her. His love for you is unconditional, but you must want it in your heart for it to exist in your heart. As for you forgiving yourself, only time will allow for that to happen. As you said, God is the fundamental for all things. You sound as if you suffer from a broken heart of sorts, as if you have fallen out of favor with yourself. God allows the healing of your heart to take place, but you must chose to let it be healed, not even God can force that on you. What we do in life is all we have of. "Sorry about that," I said to Chrissy. "But that's life in this house." That's OK. I knew she was waiting for you," said Chrissy. "Now if you can show me how to get up into the loft, please?" You're hardly dressed for it," I said as I observed her attire, shortish light coloured skirt and white blouse."I know, but frankly the company thinks the dolly bird look might get them sales," Chrissy said with a grin."Does it?" I asked with a smile."Not sure, but I keep being asked back to check. He smiled down at her and said, today its my turn to tell you what to do and for you to do it, remember? She watched as he rubbed his cock over her breasts, rubbing the head over her nipples until they were wet with precum. Her pussy ached more than she could ever remember and all she could do was lay there wishing for some relief. She watched her husband drag his cock down her torso, over her stomach down her inner thighs, keeping it away from the place he knew she wanted it the most. Liz.