He touched me with one finger and stroked up and down as I moaned softly. Then he tenderly slipped the panties down my legs and tossed them to the flo...r. “Gorgeous,” I heard him murmur as he breathed his hot breath on my tight smooth-shaven virgin pussy, gleaming white in the moonlight that streaked in through the window. He used his fingers to play with my lips, then parted them and flicked my clit once with his tongue. I gasped in surprise at the sudden pleasure his touch had given me.As his. She knew she had lost her only chance, and besides anything that was bequeathed her would only remind her what she hadn’t done, but should have. She definitely felt conflicted about the whole thing. Through her fog of grief and guilt, she remembered being aware that the attorney had said her name, and the next thing she knew, he was telling her that she had inherited her aunts entire house and everything left inside that had not been passed specifically to someone. What? Katherine had thought.. I feared what might be said until David smiled a contented smile. He walked to the porch and sat on the steps watching the fire. A few minutes later, Abbie appeared again. She took a seat on the steps about arms length from David. She talked and David listened. Abbie talked more and David paid attention to her every word. He smiled some, showed surprise some, and never took his eyes off Abbie. Abbie seemed to talk herself out and sat looking at David. It was a slow tender moment as their hands. I heard the woman next to me stop moving. Listening? Well, the hell with it. I started to massage my juicy pussy lips and discovered that I was soaking wet. When did that happen? I wondered, almost aloud. The woman next door pulled toilet paper off the roll and I could hear her rubbing it against herself, must be on the pussy. Oh, god. And then I must have let out a squeak as my finger found my swollen clit. The paper-on-pussy sounds stopped abruptly, but I thought to myself, fuck it. Let’s get.