“OK, I guess I can tell you.” She reached for her phone in her purse, opened up Daddy’s text, and handed the phone to Candy. “This is why I am...acting so urgent, so aggressive.” Gracie felt something building deep within her from Candy’s fingering and moaned loudly.Candy read the text. Holy shit! she thought. Feeling Gracie’s legs open wider, she started fingering her faster.“That is so fucking hot!” they both heard the bartender say. “Make her cum! I want a taste of it when she does.” Gracie. "Oh God No," she said. "This isn't right."I moved my hand around her hips and made my way to her hot little cunt. I could feel a nice bald cunt that was already wet. I took two fingers and started playing with her clit. "Oh my God," she said with a breathless murmur. "You better stop before...." Before what?" I asked as I circled my fingers all around her clit. "They are just right there," she said looking out the window at her husband and daughter. "Yes, they are just right there," I said as I. When Mila had appeared, a few minutes later, she looked rejuvenated and sexy. She wore one of my t-shirts again, and she gave me a toe-curling kiss before joining John at the table.A few minutes later, a tear-streaked Jane walked in from the garden and came straight over to me and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. She sobbed in my arms and it took a while for her to calm down enough to realize that Pauline and John were standing beside her too.She broke away from me with a kiss and. Sure enough, as soon as they dropped Amy off at her apartment, William laid into him, ‘Good God, John. What the hell was that?’ ‘She had hummus on her finger. I was just helping her out,’ John joked, and then added, ‘Seriously, William, I was just having a little fun. It’s not like I’m going to ever see her again.’ ‘What? You don’t like her?’ Tracy sat up straight in the cab, obviously surprised and disappointed. ‘Oh, I didn’t say that. She was really … nice I guess. But maybe ‘nice’ isn’t.