You look at me and lift your buttocks again – I happily oblige and ease my hand back under you. This time I have a bit more freedom and can slowly ...pen your lips with my fingers – just as I do that I ask how long have you lived in this area – you seem unable to talk but hubby says, without turning round, ‘a few years’. You look at me with open wide open eyes but I just wink and smile back. By now my fingers are working overtime and are inside and outside your panties, probing you, fingering. Kimmel.Mr. Kimmel was the Carpinson's star lodger. He was a sourly white man, a huge face with ugly pink smudges that looked up from between thick white collars. Norma had to strain to get a look at his eyes because of his bulging midsection, and even then his eyes were a dull gray.Norma had blue eyes. Blue bright eyes that lit up her round thin face when she smiled, and eyes that were sheathed in small but long curly appealing lashes that seemed too big for her face. Her hair was a thick stack. Deposit Below.’ Each had an arrow pointing downward.“You should have treated me nicer,” he smiled as he slapped her ass. “Remember last Christmas party I was at?”The one time she had lost her cool with him. He had been drunk and had fondled her ass. She had grabbed his hand and told him loudly and in no uncertain terms to ‘Fuck Off’. His face had gone beet red. He had even left her alone for a few months.Beth just put on her smile, “Would you like a beer or a glass of wine?”“Sure,” he grinned. Mistress’s dress had now been fully discard though the maid still played over her breasts. ‘Hold her hands behind you and push out your tits.’ Suddenly Mistress Jane slapped slut’s right breast. A scream rang out, quickly followed by a second as Mistress did the same to the other breast. Tears ran down her face and her breasts throbbed. She became aware of her cunt responding too. ‘Now did you like that slut?’ ‘Yes Mistress,’ she managed to get out. ‘Good because that is what you’ll get each.