I am longing for your touch and I am so horny to feel your cock. I slide my hand down my stomach and onto my pussy. I rub my clit and I can feel the p...essure that is building up inside of me. I take my fingers and dip them into my wine glass and then place them onto my clit. I begin to finger myself and become even more aroused by the sensation of the cold wine and the wetness from the liquid. As I continue to masturbate, , I am so into my own pleasure that I didn’t hear you come home. You. ‘You’re not old!’‘Close to double your age girl!’ I said still staring at her.‘Not too old to appreciate a young bit of fluff though, are you old man?’ she said stressing the last two words with humour.‘And you aren’t too old to put across my knee madam,’ I said sternly, at least a maintained stern for a few seconds before laughing with her.‘Promises, promises. Seriously, do you fancy a drink after all your hard work?’‘I suppose I could manage something. I don’t suppose you’ve got any ale?’I. She raised it to her lips, slipping the pack into her pocket and bringing up a lighter.Naira watched, with a longing fascination, as the blonde flicked the lighter and inhaled deeply. The tip of the cigarette flared red. The woman closed her eyes as she put the lighter back in her pocket, some small ecstasy on her face as she took the cigarette out of her mouth an exhaled, letting the smoke billow out, her whole body relaxing in an almost post-coital fashion. She opened her eyes again, looking. ‘Fawn, I’m sorry that I have not found you until now. Your life will be better now that you are with me.’ Antonio said to her, locking his eyes on hers. ‘Ah man she looks bad, she’s in need of a lot of work, and just look at her clothes.’ said Shane. ‘Antonio?’ Fawn asked the large man holding her. ‘Yes sweetheart,’ Antonio answered, looking happy for that was the first time she had said his name. ‘I’m so hungry, I have not eaten for almost a week.’, Fawn said. Antonio smiled at the small girl.