.."Again, before I could finish my thought, Josh kissed me and as he did so, his finger slipped up inside my pussy. Involuntarily, I spread my legs a ...ittle to accommodate him. God, what a slut I was! I could tell that I was soaked and he had no problem probing as far into me as he wanted, with my pussy offering no resistance. What had I turned into?But, I still struggled against him and kept telling him no. It almost felt like **** and while that had always repelled me and still does, a big. Her bag was about five feet away, and I heard her say something, and he mumbled something back. He said "Her suit is in that bag." As he pointed to it. Guess we forgot something. I reached my foot out, but it was too far.As I tried again, scooting closer, the dark-haired girl suddenly appeared, picked up the bag and carried it over, holding it up as the wife dug through it, pulling out a very small bikini. I looked at it and said "If I knew it was going to be that small, she wouldn't have. He cleaned the scratches in the hand also. He bought me mini skirt and asked me to wear it along with the shirt so that the dress would not affect the wounds. He requested me to avoid panty too. Whenever he checks my wound he gives movement to my leg so the skirt will reach my waist which gives a visibility to my pussy. Likewise when he moves my hand his hand usually touches my 36C tits. I started enjoying his company. When I got alright, one day after returning from work, my daughter was doing. She stood about five eight with a thick body. She had big breasts that tapered nicely down to her big ass. Her hair was pinned up under her cap and her face wore no make up. So she was rather plain looking. But we went through training together trying to help each other along. The restaurant was crowded and cramped. A full crew made it hard to move around. So everyone tried to stay in their respective positions. But as a manager, we were expected to be everywhere at once. One particular day we.