.you are one of those 'needs'.....haha. Your nothing more than a plaything 'need'. Haha.....what the fuck now?!" He exclaimed as the phone rang again... "What! No calls I said.!" It's your wife again...says your mobile keeps going to voice mail" Oh ok....fuck, it's on silent. Oh my god!" He looked with horror on his face, as he realised what he'd done. Their were fifteen missed calls, and twenty two texts messages, the latest ones still on the screen. The first part of the first one. “When Danielle mailed my phone back to me, I sent that text hoping maybe you felt the same way and something like this would happen. When you didn’t reply, I assumed it never would….damn I’m glad I sent that!” I said as I picked up my pace. “You sneaky little ass! Get down here and kiss your sister while you violate her pussy!” Sharon yelled in mock anger. I leaned down and kissed her more passionately than I’d kissed anyone in my life as I continued my assault on her pussy. Using my left hand. Mary just always had that natural plumpness too her, she was never fat, and Candy always had more of a gymnasts build, and she did in fact take gymnastics. I had picked Mary and Candy up at gymnastics more than once and seeing Candy in her outfit is probably the closest I had come to having thoughts about young girls before tonight. She came into the kitchen rubbing her eyes. She had clearly just woken up and the first words out of her mouth were... "Mr. Johnson, where's your. " I could have stayed there ogling her all evening but my stomach reminded me about the big slab of dead cow with my name on it, searing on the grill. Twenty minutes later we were sitting cozily in the nook chowing down."So what are your plans for tomorrow?" Katrina asked."Uh, well, I have guests coming over," I said."Guests as in more than one girl?"I nodded affirmatively. "Caroline and Amanda."She repeated herself, "Two girls?"I nodded again hoping she'd let the matter drop. She didn't; she.