..she was really moaning..her sounds were driving me wild..i kissed her fingers and sucked on them one by one...she was really turned on and i could f...el the heat of her body... i sucked on her fingers as if i was giving a blow job...she was sweating and i could smell her pussy inspite of the smell of the forest... i licked her arms and shoulders and asked her to lift up her arms...her armpits were sweaty and i pushed my tongue to her hairless pits and licked at the salty but wonderful soft. I blew out the candles one by one making my way to the door, and with my last puff opened the bathroom door and "Oh shitfuck!.. I mean Mr Finn!"Stood in the doorway was the father, George, in just his pajama bottoms. His eyes lit up at the sight of me, half dressed in a wide open dressing gown. I managed to pull both sides together, clumsily babbling about not knowing he was there, and some sort of apology. Why was he there? He's bloody gorgeous in just his jammies. But he's not supposed to be. “So, what do you say, sound fair to you?” Kelly clenched her teeth together. “Get your hands off me Carl. I’m not your damned play-toy.” She slapped his hand away and he released her, but didn't move away. Inwardly, Kelly had been expecting him to demand sex from her eventually. He'd been blackmailing her to the tune of a thousand dollars a week ever since he'd gotten his hands on her client book. In all that time though, he had never so much as touched her. Even though he was married, she. The door was open just enough for Jane to see most of the bedroom, but with it being dark inside, there was no way Peter would be able to see her.I led peter over to Jane’s dressing table and opened the top drawer to reveal all of her underwear. Some sexy and skimpy and some more practical. There were panties and bras, stockings, suspender belts. I told Peter that he could help himself and that I wanted to watch him jerk off using Jane’s stuff, but he had to get naked first.He looked at me a.