Then I ‘accidentally’ let the frosting drop down my open top. I pretend not to notice, enjoying watching your eyes tracing down, staring at my cle...vage. It’s fun watching you squirm, but not as fun as I hope it will be when you make your move.I see the change in your eyes when you decide to make your move. “You, um, have some frosting.” You’re still trying to be polite… I need more out of you. I pretend to not know, looking around me. “It’s um…” you chuckle, giving in to what an impossible. Kathy noticed that Beth's hand had fallen on the inside of her open thighs and was stroking unconsciously at her own flesh as they talked. A warmth spread through the older girl that she couldn't explain. She watched as her sister stroked her own leg slowly, her hand coming closer and closer to the crotch of her panties. Kathy's own slit was beginning to itch and throb a little."Mom still asleep?" Beth asked.Kathy nodded. Her sister was rubbing at her cotton-covered pussy, unashamed. Her small. But she didn’t mention that she was been nude all the way, being played and then fucked. I also didn’t mention that I was the spectator on the way. Next day I was expecting some action also, so mentioned at office schedule of heavy client visits, so that no one cross question me or call me to come to office. I went to the designated place around 1 PM, and as expected the car arrived on time.As it crossed me it stopped just beside the bike. The guy yesterday was on driving seat, with another guy. It looked as though the girls had caught her on a bad day."Mummy's cross." Groaned Amanda.With ill grace she walked over to the CD player and turned it off, then jumped up on the bed slapping the mattress with her hand in frustration. Brittany joined her young friend, taking a place on top of the mattress next to her."I'll bet your Mummy doesn't shout at you" Amanda sighed."She does sometimes." When?" Well..." Brittany tried to think but she couldn't really think of anything for the moment"Your.