His breath wascoming shorter too now. I must have shifted slightly and his hand was even more under me. I remember thinking he'd be able to feel how w...t my pussy was , already. Soaking gusset syndrome. My "body" - as in the garment - was a bit rucked up under my baggytrousers, a bit stuck up my bum and fanny. Then - I was assured it was accidental and I honestly believe it was - the bit with the fastenings slipped away and his finger popped into my wet little cunt. "OOf!" I flinched, though I. "Lordy girl, what're you doing getting here at this time of day? We didn't hear a thing about you coming home, and this is way too early for you to be coming in here yelling for your Nana."Janet cried in her arms, "I'm sorry Nana. I should have sent you a telegram that I was coming, but I didn't think of it. I just wanted to get back home." Nana smiled at her as she patted her back. "Well, you just rest easy now, and Nana will take good care of you. I know that you have all kinds of trouble. He obliged, rubbing it a little harder as his fingers slicked in and out of me. I was hazily aware of how much bigger than mine they were. His touch felt rough and insistent, bordering on forceful. I felt the tip of his third finger ease inside me and I swallowed hard. He was watching me intently, reading every involuntary squirm and shudder.“Please, Robbie.”His thumb moved faster, wonderfully fast, and every so often he’d stop to press it hard against me. I felt the rush coming. He had three. " Well, usually, on Friday's, I go to tap and ballet lessons, with Donna and Gail. Donna's mom gives me a ride home after it's over. You should have come over and said something, after you saw us standing around after school, waiting for Donna's mom." I was gonna, but I didn't want to maybe embarrass you or something." You're really shy around girls, Mike, aren't you?" I don't know, I guess that maybe I am. Sometimes I'm not too shy around you though."He heard Jennie giggling through her.