With me. Again. I could have started dancing in joy, but I figured I’d do that later, when I had time, and I was alone. “Yes…but for now…let�...s just try to get some sleep.” I whispered, and laid back down, gently pulling her into my chest, where she snuggled up happily. I had to smile, and just watched her as she fell asleep. I don’t know how long I spent watching her, but the next thing I knew, it was 10 in the morning, and our dad was knocking on the door. Sometime during the knight, I’d. Anyway it slid in easily in a few strokes and I landed gently on her swollen vulva, and pressed.“OooohUrrrgghhh,” she went, louder this time, and I felt her right hand grip my upper arm and her pelvis flex hard up against me. She is quite strong.Her pussy felt gorgeous; tight and wet and surging, and her vulva felt gorgeous too while I began to fuck and bump into it each time with a quick squirm. I pistoned slowly and deliberately, aiming for five or ten minutes of fucking after the five. Sally then apparently collapsed into her two friend's arms, who then helped her back into the van. Then they drove away. The police officer stood there shaking his head, as he watched the garage shutter slowly close. With a shrug to one of the neighbours who'd been watching the pantomime, he got back in his car and drove away.An hour or so later Petra called me. I related to her the events of the day and she said she was sorry. She asked what I intended to do and I told her divorce Sally, and. This was just so much sexier than the previous girl. She suddenly spread her legs wide in a V shape that left nothing to the imagination. The lace of her panties was just enough to hide her pussy from view. She ran her hands slowly down the inside of each thigh, her nails dragging lightly across the skin, until they met and covered her pussy. She sat back up and then stood again. Once again she looked into each of the windows as she prowled. She reached the middle of the small room, the centre.