I ran my hand over her crotch and her pussy was clean-shaven and very soft to touch. My mere touch tickled her and she was squirming.Sita was laughing...at her discomfiture. I took her hand and placed it on my cock. She was stunned as if she has seen a snake. Sita and I laughed and pacified her. Sita to instil courage in Rita came forward, squatting on the floor took my cock in her mouth and started to suck it.Rita looked at me in surprise and wanted to follow suit. I asked Sita to move and to. ”He shrugged, but followed her through the cupboard and down the stairs into the basement. She turned at the bottom, led him round to the space under the stairs, and again switched on the striplight hanging there.He stared at the large safe, then whistled softly. “Wow!”Frances repeated, “Yes. Wow. What do you think?”“Why did your father put that down here? It seems a bit out of the way, even for him.”“I am sure Daddy didn’t put it there, for he never mentioned its existence, nor did he mention. ?Good, you may go dish up, I shall be there in a few moments.? He smiles devilishly walking up the stairs to the bedroom.Walking to the kitchen she pulls his plate from the oven, placing it on the beautifully laid table, pouring a glass of red wine, she grabs her cushion kneeling down on it, head held high, exposing herself with her legs parted.Hearing him walk down the stairs, she lowers her eyes to the ground and watches his feet walk by, the scrape of chair and the creak as he sits. ?You may. "Why, Ray?" What? Is that you, Missy?" Why, Ray? And why with her?"My heart sank. Someone, probably Lindsey, had called her and told her about seeing Micki and me coming out of my tent."Missy, you've got it wrong. I need to talk to you, but I want to see you face to face."I heard her sob. "Why with that CHEAP SLUT!" she screamed as she slammed the telephone down.My knees would no longer hold my weight. I dropped to the chair and dug out my wallet, frantically looking for her aunt's number so I.