Which it did. Once inside, he made his way upstairs to thefirst floor landing and to a particular door he was equally sure could beopened by another k...y on his keychain, and was. He did not ask himselfwhy he had never questioned the presence of those keys on the chainbefore now. There was no need. It was because of her - Mrs Hyde.Jekyll closed the door behind him and looked around the room, taking inthe faded wallpaper, the threadbare rug, and ragged curtains, as well asthe ancient wardrobe,. Slowly she raised and then spread her legs. “Could you do me the favour of taking a look at my damp patch. I often feel it myself, but it needs a much closer pair of eyes on it.”It was my turn to get down on my knees. I clasped hold of her high-heeled feet in each hand and slowly slid my hands up the insides of her legs, separating them even further. I paused at the top of her hold-ups and brushed two fingers across the fabric of her thong. I pushed the thong into her pubic mound and my thumb. “It’s okay,” I encouraged. “It feels good.”“Arrgh!” she complained.“Let me show you,” another voice said.Katie whipped her head around as I looked over too. The voice was from her 17-year old sister Karly.“What are you doing here?” Katie exclaimed with wide eyes.“It’s not like you guys were quiet.”Karly abruptly grabbed Katie’s arm and pulled her off the bed.“What... ?” Katie protested as she tumbled to the floor.Oh, by the way Karly was also naked. She looked very much like my naked Katie but. I licked my lips.She lowered herself, but just when I thought my tongue would finally encounter her sweet plum, she shifted forward and her backside came to rest right over my mouth. I closed my lips shut."Stick your tongue up my bumhole and I’ll allow you to come."I froze. That was way too dirty. The thought alone was revolting. I shook my head as good as I could, encased between her legs as it was.She began to knead my breasts. And I realized that I was not going to win that argument. I’m a.