‘He put me in there with the thing like Daddy uses on the grass in the yard. He said to go to sleep, and if I peed in my pants Mommy would be mad at...me. But I couldn’t help it.’ The girl looked distressed. ‘I’m not mad at you, sweetie!’ Marie’s mom said, hugging her. ‘Marie,’ Laura said, ‘were the walls of the room wood like this table? Or metal, like that desk?’ ‘Wood. Like the treehouse my friend Carla’s daddy made.’ ‘Ah, that’s fantastic.’ Laura said, impressed. ‘Marie, what was the man. .recognizingthe sound of her man's pants hitting the floor, keysjingling... And then he was back, a hand softly on her ass as he climbedonto the bed behind her....Oh yesss...here he comes, shethought. He grabbed her hips with one hand and then rubbedover her pussy lips with the hot smooth head of his cock...theblindfold forced her to concentrate on each feeling, eachindividual sensation so when he slid his head inside her,it was like she was feeling him for the first time. Oh god,yes... "You. Nancy was perm and proper, always wearing a dress and keeping her hot body under full clothing. I stopped and waved hello. She was all smiles and I noticed something right away. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her firm tits were in full view thru her cotton sun dress. As she walked towards me I could see right thru her dress and she too was naked under the dress. Her firm tits were bouncing back and forth as she made her way towards me. I said “Hi Nancy, the k**s are not back till later this. He looked stunning how I imagined a Nordic God to look. He was also looking admiringly at me, I noticed him looking straight down at my tiny pants. Suddenly I felt embarrassed but unbeknown to me I had created a wet patch on my pants which I presumed to be pre juice from my earlier experience with my neighbor and Sven was staring right at it. Sven laughed and asked if I had been playing with myself already. I then told him about the older woman and he made his way onto the balcony to check her.