"Too much informationm" I said as the hairstylist and her assistantjoined us in the hallway................The rest of the afternoon was pretty boring...really as we sat aroundwaiting for the time to get ready. I protested my hunger mid afternoonas my stomach thought my throat was cut.* Debbie insisted that we didnot eat promising that we were in for a feast at the Ball tonight.Around four Gavin arrived back and the three of us sat around the tablewith a coffee killing time.Finally Debbie. I picked him up in Hyannis and it was late on Thursday when we loaded the car on the truck. The trucker took off and we ended up having our Thanksgiving dinner right here. Mr. Avila and Charlie got along great.’ ‘What did you make for them to eat?’ Paige asked, watching me, mischievously ‘Scrambled eggs,’ I answered. ‘They were nothing like the eggs you make, but I opened a bottle of wine and we roughed it. I drove Mr. Avila back to the airport. He laughed about how much that car was costing. He was holding his breath. And then his hand was on her sex. I’ll stop him. Now. Yes, I’ll stop him. In a moment I’ll stop him. If he goes under my panties I’ll stop him. After all, what did it hurt?She could feel other movement from him. He must be stroking himself, she thought. He continued rubbing her pussy, and she could feel her panties getting wet from it. She should stop him.How far would he go? Mary convinced herself it would be okay to find out. She lay still as Steven continued. A kiss on my neck is a soft reminder and I can’t help but kiss the cheek that kissed me. “Your such a good dirty girl.” Is whispered in my ear. “I wanna fuck you in all your holes; fill you with so much hot cum you won’t be able to walk without it leaking out.”The words, the promise is hot. I burn at the breath on my neck and wiggle a little. I want it. I want to have his cum in each whole. I feel the fingers in my ass shift again, stretching it out, preparing me. Then I feel them pull away,.