She glances out the window, her nipples very hard, her pussy wet and warm.her phone buzzes again, she swings in the chair as she glances at the screen... Call Me...... that's all the message says.she hold the phone to her ear with her left hand, her index finger on her right hand strokes the lace top of her hold ups and her skit is lifted.He answers the phone with his usually breezy voice, her whole body spasms, and she feels her cunt run with her juices. They chat and her fingers stroke further. ”Kate didn’t have an answer, and of course he was right. Why had she been so stupid. Her phone buzzed again, then again and again and again. Four texts. She didn’t want to open them, paralysed by what she would find. More pictures? She looked at her reflection in the mirror and her naked body stared back.She ran her hands over her breasts. They’d always caused her trouble and ever since they first appeared, boys were drawn to them. Over the years she had got used to it, even enjoying the. She was moaning very heavily and in turn, she placed her leg in between my thighs and started to rub them. We were having no control over what we were doing. This made me completely wet as my pussy juice was leaking out.I left her boobs and straightly started kissing her lips. We smooched for a long time about 10-15 mins continuously. And while kissing, I removed her t-shirt completely and she removed my top. I was wearing a bra and a panty inside. She pulled my bra so hard that, it was about. It was just us at home until 9 months ago when my life changed forever.My wife came home from work and asked if I'd be ok with letting one of the girls who worked for her stay at ours for a while? I asked who it was and the reason for them needing to stay at ours. She explained that it was a girl called Abi who I'd met a few times and thought was a nice quiet girl, apparently her parents divorce had got messy and she needed to get away from all the arguing and shouting.I agreed to her coming to.