This only inspired a small spark of anxiousness in me, which was immediately assuaged when I saw Cindy perched on my bed, sweetly smiling. We had been...teasing each other the whole walk home, pausing to press up against street lights or, once, to stop by a park bench where I sat and she straddled me, French kissing passionately as my hand stole up her skirt, rubbing her clit insistently and then sheathing two fingers into her tight pussy. She had whimpered at that, and begun to move onto my hand. Reaching down she pulled his head up, she wanted to kiss him so badly as she started to climax but he wasn't budging. “No no little girl I am staying right here.” he smiled pushing her hands away before burring his head back between her legs, grinding and flicking his tongue over every inch of his little girl's pussy. He felt her pussy tighten around his fingers as she climaxed. “Good girl” He smiled as he started thrusting his fingers faster, he wanted her to cum hard. He latched onto her. He went back to take a closer look at the mystery e-mail only to find it too was now gone. When Phoebe didn’t return home, he went to bed alone wondering what he was going to do. However, had he looked in the guest bedroom, he would have found Phoebe and Kirk, sitting on the bed topless, and giggling. “Think they’ll end it?” asked Kirk. “Maybe,” said Phoebe. “Sadly, this isn’t Raul’s first affair, but it will be his last with me.” “I’m glad you called me. I can’t believe Cora was such a. Jim reached up and pulled at the belt on the robe, smiling as it fell open, and off Becca’s shoulders, falling to the floor, revealing Helen’s own underwear. Underwear she had bought to excite Jim, but had not yet worn.This was the last straw. Helen knew she couldn’t take anymore, but also knew she could not bring it out into the open. If she raised hell, Jim may just choose the younger girl, the sexier girl. No. she could not raise hell, but nor could she allow this to go on indefinitely..