I could feel the head of the dildo just starting to stretch my wet and slippery pussy lips and then retreat over and over again. This teasing went on...for a few minutes, I was lost in my own world of desire when I had finally had enough. “I want it, fuck me!” I wrapped my legs around Claire’s butt and pushed off the wall as I tightened my thighs pulling her towards my starving pussy. With that one push she was inside of me, Claire tried to pull back but I held her there unmoving. I. “If you fuck up and get bad grades, or misbehave, then Dad might blame me. I’ll apologize and say I wasn’t strict enough, and THEN I’ll make your life hell,” she said.“You said that I only had to do this for two weeks, Ma’am,” I reminded her.“Yes, I did. Two weeks should be sufficient to make Dad believe I am capable of running the house,” Lindsay mused.“You are making it sound like this is permanent, Ma’am!” I complained. “There is more to this than just being able to come and go as you. Two weeks ago the paint was purchased. Last week Marc finally agreed to help out. Everything is scheduled to arrive and be set up over the next few days. By Wednesday everything should be done. And Joan knows nothing about it. It will be Richard’s 30th anniversary present to her. He makes one more trip to the garage to get the pile of boxes that all of the drawers and closets contents will go into temporarily. He starts unloading the dresser contents into the boxes. Next he unloads the armoire. She wasn't wet but not quite dry either. I worked my fingers gently in and out, taking time to tickle her clitty as I did so. Sandi stirred again, sighing deeply and rolling part way over. I quickly withdrew my hand and let her settle on her back. Now with her legs outstretched, I could reach her pussy from the front. Again, my hand was down the front of her panties fingering her now moistening slit. It was a deliciously tight cunt; it excited me that I was probably the only other person to.