Turning the shower off, she stepped out and found her big white towel. She began to dry herself, and went to find Ruth.Ruth's bedroom was just down th... hall from the bathroom in the flat. Ruth had said she would be there when the bathroom was free. Terri knocked on the door. There was no reply so she knocked again. With still no response, Terri gently pushed the door open to see if Ruth was there, she was shocked with what she saw.Ruth lay on the bed, with her eyes shut. Her dark, curly hair. Mind, every time I looked at Frankie, I thought that I couldn’t blame the little sod, at his age I’d have chosen sitting in the back row of the local flea pit with Frankie, over mowing lawns any day. George one of the neighbours, who’d been mowing his lawn as well, came over with a can of beer for me and we chewed the fat for an hour or so. Guess what? His son was off with some bit of candyfloss as well, instead of mowing his father’s front lawn like he’d promised he would. I was still chatting. I'd never sipped from a bottle of beer whose lip had been dipped in pussy juice.I was totally mesmerized. It was only when she leaned in to hand me the laced bottle that I realized she'd come in bearing the beers with the slut button undone. And no bra in the way of the view.Karen stood back up, backing away from me, with a smug set to her face. The bulge in my boxers was like a marble statue. "I think I need to undo the slut button for my lover more often." I just nodded, dumbly. She giggled,. As my fingers with the bright red tips wrapped around him, he started to grow. I could feel the heat. For some reason, my panties were getting very wet. I could feel the cool material pressing me, and I knew from experience what that means. I looked up at him through the bangs of my wig, and he just smiled. I knew what I had to do. My fingers and hand got a mind of their own and started stroking him softly. He was already at least 7 inches and still growing. I was so close; I could see the.