Like Kathaleen, Linda had been fucking guys for years, and the girls would often talk about the boys they fucked. They had fucked the same guys and wo...ld talk about who had the best cock and gave the best head. That night, as they chatted, they drank some wine and Linda was tipsy. Kathaleen suggested that before they passed out in the living room and was caught by Linda’s parents when they returned from a party, she and Linda should snuggle with each other and continue the conversation. Linda. " "Well," his wife said and then tooka sip of coffee, in no hurry. "Maybe if you're a good girl all morningwe'll let you play with your ladyfinger later on. Maybe, and I'm notmaking any promises here, we might even let you make it squirt." Withdesperation reflected in his eyes, John said, "Th... thank you, dearest.I would love to be allowed to do that with my... ladyfinger." "Well,you can show how hard you're willing to work to earn that reward bygoing upstairs and straightening up the. I was tempted to leave her like that but thought I should at least put on a respectable front for the office.“You’re a mess, girl,” I told her, “better get and shower. I’ve laid out your clothes on the bed. You have five minutes.”She opened her mouth to protest but then thought better of it and quickly put her cup down and rushed from the room. I grinned to myself as I watched her run off. I sat and savoured my coffee while I waited.Her idea of five minutes was obviously different from mine as. When we drank she dried her glass really fast. Sometimes I forgot that she was the youngest in the gang, she was still turning sixteen in a couple weeks. Hey, remember that it has alcohol! I joked. Oh, you dont tell me! She laughed, but when she asked for another glass I gave her. I wasnt there to bore her and, after all, I was there to take care of her if she needed. We dined talking about a million things. I told her things about London and she told me very curious things about Rio de.