I press my index finger against her butthole and I can feel her tense up. She gasps as it pushes past her sphincter all the way to the knuckle. My ton...ue goes swimming in the ocean of her pussy as my finger starts to fuck her asshole. Her muffled moans start getting more erratic and louder. I slip two fingers in that tight ass of hers. I can tell she’s close to an orgasm. I spit on my hand and smother it all over my dick and then I flip her on her stomach. I pull those soft butt cheeks apart. What I will do is show you how to shorten it yourself. It issomething you should learn to do. Just let me finish this batch and getit in the oven and I will be with you shortly. By the way, you look solovely today, dear. I just love that outfit on you. You look just likea high school girl."Cheryl beamed and said, "Thank you, Auntie."Later, JoAnn schooled Cheryl in the art of sewing. First, cautioning herthat sewing takes time and must never be rushed. Mistakes are alwaysmade when you. Nothing else." I told her. It seemed Bambi was getting a littleparanoid with me. I can't say I blame her. It seemed I was remembering everypetty thing she ever did to me, and it was ruining my mood.With the rock in my hand, out of sight, I began to suggest a whole variety ofthings that Bambi suddenly found appealing! Of course, we didn't know whatsizes Bambi or I were, so we had ourselves professionally measured, from topto bottom. Bambi, at 5' 5" tall, was a perfect size 8. She wore a 7 in. I hooked onto the white panties I was wearing and dragged them out from beneath my skirt.“Ooh, that’s the kinky way to do it,” my friend said as I bent over, rolling my panties down my thighs. I could feel the air rustling over my bush and caressing my wet pussy lips.I stepped out of my panties, this wild heat rushing through me. I found the small zipper on the side of my skirt that kept the waistband tight about my torso. I undid the little fastener and unzipped it. It hung on my hips.I thrust.