Dorothy would often see Maisie squeeze Emma’s hand tightly in affection. She would see Maisie grip Emma tightly around the waist, and nuzzle her nos... in the bushy mound of Emma’s pubic hair. Emma’s affection for Maisie was also undeniable. In her more charitable moments, Dorothy reflected stoically that at least the two people she cared about most were happy together, even if they didn’t seem so happy with only her. However, this uneasy relationship couldn’t last for long. Its strain was. I was born six days before Penny. I can remember watching out the front window as they moved in. The first time I saw her was the day a moving van pulled up in front of their house. It was followed by a car that parked nearby and three people got out. It was obvious that it was a married couple with a young daughter about my age. The daughter had her blonde hair braided into two pigtails that hung down on either side of her head. She looked kind of cute but I really couldn’t tell from that. I pitcher was about 2 inches short of being full. "I'd say that's about 700ml." He handed the pitcher to me. We want you to drink that in one go".My eyes widened."If you don't chug it, you will receive a lash on your cunt with my rubber hose for every extra sip you need. And if you spill anything or vomit anything back up... Now start drinking bitch. Let's have a countdown."All the guys started counting down. When they got to "1" I started drinking. I certainly knew the taste of cum. She then held the cape to shield what my hands were doing from the eyes of those pressing against us from every direction! Her tits were full, heavy round and wet. I took a breath and peeled the soaked fabric down and below her breasts, wondering if I was about to get caught or if she would scream. There were people by now pressed in against us on nearly every side as the rain was now falling in sheets. I found myself wishing I was in the sheets with this green-eyed vixen and her lovely full.