I pick up a pen, hold it against my bottom lip, feel it quivering against my teeth, fix my unseeing eyes on the VDU and try my best not to moan as my ...ingers find the primped and preened smoothness of my vagina. Unwillingly I allow my hips to push forward, my thighs to part and those base fingers to find the sodden, liquid entrance to my sex. There they hover; teasing me with their presence, with the faintest of touches of their perfect fingernails and soft caresses of their fleshy pads. My. He wore the same shirt every shift and perpetually had a booger hanging from his right nostril.“Well, you’re always complaining about being a single mess. You should go see a shrink and talk about it to her.”“Thanks, Mabel, but I don’t think I’ve reached the level that I need professional help yet.”She gave me one of her long-suffering looks. It would have been scary (considering her threats to make me work in close quarters with Frank) but her heavily made up face and the feather she wore in. I felt soo horny and my pussy is getting wet again and i want to insert something there, while doing the same he used his other hand and touched my pussy and seen my face, as i was is horny mood i am not opposed his action. he got encouraged and inserting his finger furthermore in my wet pussy. i got moan from my mouth automatically. while moaning i asked him, what you doing , he replied don’t worry madam, i am just massaging it like i did for your feet and leg. if not massaged, the mehanthi. Carrie was a stunningly beautiful teenager. She had short dark reddish-brown hair, dark eyes, and already a shapely body of an older girl. Her breasts were on the large size for a fifteen-year-old and her nice ass was well-formed. All-in-all, she was a very sexy teenager that most men would want to fuck.“Now that we’ve adopted you, it’s time you started earning your keep,” Perry Finch told her.“I don’t understand,” replied the teen.“You will when I’m through with you,” he said.Carrie had been.