My excitement growing in my shorts. Your fingers deep in your pussy finger fucking your wetness I love it. Suddenly you stand straightening your dress...and start walking over to me. I look round the painter is coming down the ladder to re position and re fill. You sit on my hardness smile and press your still wet fingers in my eager mouth god you taste so beautiful my cock twitches which you must be able to feel as I suck your fingers. “ tea anyone?” she asks as she heads to the kitchen “sure”. I put the jumper cables on it to charge up the battery then climbed back in my truck.Eve was now sitting cross legged facing me when I got in.I told her that we will have to wait awhile until the battery charged explaining what the problem was. Eve knew what she was doing leaving the jacket open, with her legs crossed. She knew I could see her wet shorts had created a nice camel toe.She had found my hair brush and was brushing her hair out while telling me that she didn't have any money to pay. ” “Ugh….” Bobby said, “you know you could be more helpful dead than alive….” he added. “How is that?” Rufus asked. “Bobby, Baby we need more bed time,” Tamara said with a twinkle in her eyes as she walked into the dark room then opened the blinds to reveal a sunny day outside. She hated the way Bobby spent so much time talking to Rufus’ ghost. She had tried to convince him ignore Rufus or get rid of him but he had refused so far. She had meet up with Bobby after she found out about Rufus’. Thoughts of him quickened her pulse and her panties were soaking from the images of him in the mirror driving his White rod into her virgin rear. So she drove home as quickly as possible to await his call.Two days passed and she heard nothing. Lynn was frantic. Having left the note and committed herself, the images of their tryst began crowding out all other thoughts and her desire to reexperience that first night with Peter grew to unbearable proportions. Her hand rarely left her nest, even.