What're you thinking about, bee?" Screwing a beer-bottle."Viv was just starting to sit down and the surprised laughter made her lose her balance and f...ll into her place on the couch. "Oh, my, honey. I was definitely not expecting that! Why a beer-bottle? Are you trying to avoid dreaming about getting stepdaddy-dearest trapped between your legs? That creamy little pussy of yours sure looked happy enough in the picture to be rubbed up against him. And Miss Clitty didn't want to be left out." She. Just an occasional gentle hand on the shoulder from Andy could keep her enthusiastic for the whole day.Talking took up another big chunk of her days. She was the youngest resident by twenty years, but she loved talking to all of them. Even Mary. Each woman had her own story, her own heartbreaks, and was trying for her own little victories. It must have been because they were naked, but there was an openness she had never experienced before. Every hug she got seemed sincere, and she knew she. I slowly looked around the family room and my eyes settled on the bookshelf that was nearly overflowing. Everyone in my family loved to readso I'd come by it naturally. Dad liked historical non-fiction andautobiographies, mom was into murder mysteries, and Caitlyn was usuallyinto whatever was popular at the time, whether it was Harry Potter,Hunger Games, or Percy Jackson. She'd recently started reading theTwilight books so as a form of protest, I'd begun to read a real vampirebook. I. Only Tim had his duvet on him, all the others had pushed theirs aside, Dennis grateful that he had turned the heating up at night. He noted that some of the girls were cupping their pussies with a hand as they slept. That is until he got to Mandy, she was awake and her fingers were sliding in and out of her pussy.“Fuck me.” was all that she said when she saw him.Thirty minutes later Dennis put out her light, closed her door and went to his bed.The weekend was relatively quiet with most of the.