“You’re very nice, Mrs. Shepherd. Your hand feels good.” “You’re very pretty,” I said. “He’s a lucky guy.” “He never called me bea...tiful.” What? Oh, right, he called me beautiful. “I think you’re beautiful. He probably doesn’t know how to talk to you yet. Just like you didn’t know how to tell him what you wanted. Still don’t, I guess, since that was mostly about him. What do you want, Kaitlin? Does this feel nice?” My fingers were wet from rubbing her labia and I eased one into her cunt. “Oh,. . That is, if your stay in Hort will allow the time needed?" The offer is quite tempting, my little imp. But I'm afraid it would take years to explore the avenues you are offering," he smiled, reaching for the girl and gently pulling her before him on the white pillows. "For the time being, I will be satisfied with a sampling... at your own choice." I will do my best to please," she replied, letting her fingertips dance over his thighs and finally teasingly trace the length of his erect prick.. Three sets of eyes saw her fingers inch higher and the bulge in his jeans grow a little larger until she held him against her hand through the material. She gave him a tender squeeze and smiled again when he moaned his appreciation. The smile dropped from her face for just a moment. “Really, what you said,” she turned and faced Marshall, “about your fathers and business and everything…true? No bullshit?” He nodded. She turned back to Thomas. “Have you guys ever done or said anything like this. When I again got close to shooting off, I warned them hoping to god they would not whack me in the balls again and wondering what was worse the slap in the balls or the pressure that Stacey put on me as she squeezed my knackers stopping me again from Cumming. Tracey lifted of my cock and then shuffled her big chubby body back till her sloppy pussy was over my face then she lowered herself onto my face I had no choice but to lick her preying she would climax before I suffocated, Stacey was once.