I've always fancied her but never made a move and neither has she. The three of us are in our late forties and all in good shape.I'd forgotten that An...e might be there and slipped quietly in through the back door with the intention of pouncing on Jane, I was fucking horny!. What I didn't know was Jane had gone to stay with her mother that night and so wasn't at home.Leaving my sailing bag in the kitchen I crept around looking for her, eventually finishing up at the top of the stairs.It was then. Mrs. Candleford was amused at his discomfort and told him,"I wouldn't be in the least concerned, dear boy, the girl is absolutely infatuated with you and she already has a little "Gallagher" in her tummy."He kept having a recurrent nightmare of being in a large black kettle on top of a wood fire down on the beach with Mrs. Gallagher slicing a carrot into the water with a huge blade worn by practicing head-hunters. He repeatedly shouted,"I don't like carrots!"The girl would only giggle and tell. Still smiling at me she slid her hand down and cupped her pussy. “You’re so wet,” Amy said deviously, “what’s got you all hot, and don’t say it’s the weather.” “It’s all this talk about your Dad. You know I’ve been crushing on him for years.”“Do you like that? Do you like my fingers on your clit and in your pussy?”“Oh yes....yes, just a bit more I’m nearly there, tell me again how big your Dad’s cock is.” Janis moaned. “Keep going with your fingers don’t stop...please don’t stop.” Janis. I collected it and counted and everyone was accounted for. I went and say down and I see Kristen and Aimee walk into the room. Amiee is wearing what she was before, Black Thigh high boots with Black stocking underneath, she put on a really tight, really short black skirt so you could see the tops of the stockings and the bottom oh her ass. Her tits were covered in a see through black bra. Kristen has changed just like Jay told her to. What a good little slut I thought. She was wearing clear.