" Sounds pretty," Sue declared."Thank you, ma'am." And her nails match," Becky observed.Sue looked at the younger girl's fingernails. They were paint...d paleblue. "Damn! Mrs. Johnson didn't miss a trick," she marveled."I knew we could count on her," Becky agreed."Shouldn't we get going?" Sue asked."Yes," Becky concurred. "We don't want to keep Denise waiting."Or ourselves, Sue thought, smiling.A week ago, after Becky and Sue had visited the Spencers to get theirapproval of their plan to. I’ll explain the scene for a better picture. I see my mother lying on the bed with her legs in an M shape spread apart, with a polythene bag over her sprained ankle.Her body was covered in sweat, and her face was smeared with semen. Her sweaty, waist-length hair covered one of her breasts. The other was plopped to the side. Her left hand was on her stomach as though she was in pain. Her right hand covered her face (I could see the underarm hair here). I could see her vagina in the pubic bush,. But now mypussy needs some tender loving care. You know what I want, girl."Paul eagerly got his face between her full thighs and gave her pussy agentle kiss. She purred contentedly as he began to lick. While heteased her clitoris with the tip of his tongue he couldn't stop thinkingabout how Greg's large cock had been inside her so recently. Shemurmured something about what a huge load he had left in the condom heused. Paul continued to give her pleasure, heard her breathing quicken,and. "You've had a long day, sweetie. Why don't you draw a bath for ourlittle guest, Carolyn, and he can get what I'm sure is some neededsleep. You'll be sleeping in Susan's room, Chrissy," Mrs. Alexander wenton to explain.I noticed the affectionate manner in which she had addressed me, andwhile blushing slightly, I liked the sound of it as I thought it was asign of her care for me. I also wondered why they were letting me sleepin her daughter's room as there must have been many other rooms I.