”We followed him to a side door and down a long hallway. Worse followed behind us. At the end of the hallway was what looked like a narrow cloakroom...with clothing hooks on the walls. There was a small white board above each of the hooks.“Find your number and hang up your covers,” he growled, “then follow Worse.”I leaned over to holly and whispered, “We just went from Bad to Worse.”I expected her to at least smile, but instead she leaned close to me and whispered, “That’s not a joke. That’s the. But I didn’t want the foreplay, we didn’t have time. So began my wiggling again, trying to make contact with my pussy, and finally he got the idea.When he finally ran a finger all the way up to my clit and started massaging, I moaned. That’s what I wanted, what I was waiting for. I felt him pulling his boxers down and positioning himself at my entrance. I knew he couldn’t resist. I turned my head toward him and he covered my mouth with his, pushing himself up into my canal. I moaned into his. I think she suspects about Peggy and your sister, but I got the impression that she has no interest in other girls that way. Hmmm, god you are so wet baby.”I felt the fluttering in her cunt start-up and I knew she was close. Pulling her tight against me I kissed her deeply just as her orgasm was starting. She moaned into my mouth as she hit her climax, squeezing me tightly as she rode her pleasure out. Finally she was gasping and had her face buried in my shoulder as she gasped to catch her. Is anybody IN there?" "Oh, I'm sorry Monica. I guess I just drifted off. What were you saying?" "We were talking about starting an herb garden for planter boxes, remember?" "Oh, sure. Yes, I think that would be fun to have fresh herbs. We'll have to stop by the farm store and see what they have. We had no desert. The meal didn't leave any room for it anyway. We did stop into the farm store on the way home and Monica picked out some herbs for our planters and we set off for home. I had.