" It couldn't end like this, she thought, it couldn't. He had to let her in. She was the one in control, she always had been.The porch lights went out... followed by the remaining lights in the house, except for the ones in their bedroom. She rushed around to the windows, careless of the fact she was still nude. Standing on her tiptoes she could barely see in the room through the chink in the curtains. Harold passed through her limited field of vision. He was carrying hangers loaded with her. I waited, hoping for the best until Liz gave me a hug, "I can't get enough of watching a cock enter a pussy, I think it's the best sight ever. Dad and I have done it in front of a mirror so we could both see, the way the head slides in, pushing the lips apart. The best is seeing and feeling, then the cock fills you up, it's just sooo good.That fucking doorbell did it's thing again. Just when Liz and I had got to the good bits, interruption. If it was Sally, well, okay, but a door to door. She lay down on the plain cotton sheets. She lifted her hips inthe air and pulled off the panties.She began massaging her breasts, gently squeezing and pinching them,gasping in rhythm. Her legs squeezed together, the silky stockingsrustling softly. She began rubbing her clitoris once again. She thoughtback to that moment yesterday, when she had caught the Duke stroking thetent in his pants behind her back. She smiled at the memory. Sheimagined him being there with her now. She imagined the. I wanted to apologize, but I couldn't even figure out how to start. I held her tightly, terrified really. It felt so good to hold someone, to feel them against me. To not only hear their heartbeat quicken but feel it through their skin as well but who it was made it so wrong. We were separated still, but just by two layers of fabric, thank God. However, this teasing of our sensations only began to intensify. Our bodies recognizing the symbols, but our minds trying desperately to fight it. I.