’ I answered as I pressed a finger between her lips and slowly stroked it, rubbing it across her clit. ‘I’ll say.’ She whispered after a few m...ments. ‘You keep that up and you’re going to get me turned on again.’ ‘Oh? Then why would I quit?’ I asked, pressing the tip of my finger up into her tunnel entrance. ‘Oh stop.’ She giggled, wiggling her hips to pull away, but not too far. ‘If you really want me to.’ I said, holding my finger still between her lips. ‘I’m not sure I do.’ She whispered,. Caroline ran out of the room; I guess the yelling was too much for her."All right, Bill, if that's your attitude, I guess we'll just have to accept it," said Zoe, finally giving up any hope of pacifying me. And, as bad as this was, worse was in the offing.She stood and took one last look at me: her look was nothing if not one of pity. I stood too, then, sat heavily back down in my chair. I heard the front door slam. They were gone. I was alone. My life sucked.After a minute or two I got up and. I could feel her potent, clenching pussy working at my cock, tempting it.Eventually I couldn’t resist it any longer. I knew how amazing her pussy felt when she orgasmed and my cock was becoming desperate.I speeded up and started pressing into her on each stroke. At the same time I reached round with my spare hand and rubbed her clit. We were cumming. My sperm surged into her as the spasms gripped us, with her pussy pulsating wildly and my cock thrusting and spurting, thrusting and spurting,. Leon and Leann, of course, were in Charlotte. I thought I'd discuss having them come for the summer next year. The first morning we just worked on standing in a line and doing children's games. The littlest ones were still a little wobbly when it came to footwork and at one point, Leslie stepped forward and fell back on her bum. It shocked her and she started to speak but I held a finger to my lips. She got big eyes and for a minute I thought she might cry. I held out my hand to help her stand.