But around two in the afternoon there was a knock at our front door, and to my surprise, when I opened it there stood Jane’s dad, Pete, along with h...s best friend Malcolm. They had travelled down from Teesside to play in a seniors’ golf tournament at a country club about fifty miles south of us, and had decided to stop by. Jane, of course, was very happy to see her dad and his friend. She had known Malcolm all her life, but had not seen him in a few years, so they had a lot of catching up to. I’ll wait here. I’m not hungry.’ ‘Uh-uh, you need to eat. Come on, it’ll be fun. You can be the bitchy celebrity and I’ll be the pussy whipped bodyguard.’ ‘Pussy whipped? What’s that mean?’ Unfortunately, the sunglasses worked against him. Bill couldn’t tell if she was serious or kidding. ‘It means I’ll do anything to put a little of your honey on my stinger.’ ‘Huh?’ Giving up, he said, ‘Never mind. You need to eat, Sophia, and it’s my job to take care of you. So get your scrawny ass out of. You did not resist, so I dared to slip a hand under your top feeling the softness of your flesh, for the first time. Driven by instincts I’d never felt before my hands worked their way under your bra. I loved the way you reacted, clinging to me hard, gasping and quivering as I explored the warmth of your breasts, moaning deeply as my finger brushed your hardened nipples for the first time. Not to be outdone you ran your hand over the front of my wranglers… Oh My God!.. I’d fantasied about. He began to lick each nipple as he massaged them with his hands. He ran his tongue back and forth from my breast to my neck. I soon felt hands slowly lifting my skirt and pulling down on my panties. I started to ask him what he was doing now, but no sooner than I started to speak I felt a wave of chills come over me as a tongue ran from the inside of my thigh across the top of my clit. I couldn't see who this was that was sucking on my clit, twisting a tongue in and out of my openings and.