"You're not finished yet." I'll finish tomorrow. Gotta pick some stuff up." Are you going now?" Frank asked. "I mean, to get what you need?"Mr. Dron s...epped off the ladder, wiped his hands on his jeans, and openly frowned at Frank. "Might as well." Want some company?" Frank asked, only to have Mr. Dron step past him to clean up the opened paint can he'd left on the ground."Don't think so."Frank stared at Mr. Dron's back for a long moment, and then stepped determinedly up behind him. "Well would. She stood there for a second and looked at herself in the mirror. She even looked to me and asked if I thought she still looked beautiful. Of course I told her yes. I even jokingly told her she could model if she wanted. She laughed and picked up the shirt she was trying on. It was a tight shirt, and that was very apparent when she put it on. I had a hard time not trying to rub myself in front of her. I encouraged her into buying the shirt, and after stopping at the food court, we went home.. She looks down and Cindy has spread her legs where she stands, one hand is down there, clearly holding back her panties, waiting for Sam’s finger. Sam trails her already wet finger up the dirty blonde’s inner thigh. As she does, she touches juices that have begun seeping out of Cindy’s slick wet pussy and down the horny slut’s leg. Upon she reaching the prize, Sam doesn’t wait. She pulls Cindy close and in one swift motion, grabs the back of the young girl’s hair and plunges her two fingers. And she could jump! Caroline tried high returns in an attempt to drive her back from the net. No good! She was a jack-in-the-box. She beat Caroline 3-1. Caroline was a good loser, giving her a rueful smile and a one-armed hug as they shook hands after the match. Her opponent was clearly thrilled, not just with her own performance but Caroline’s genuine appreciation of her ability.Penny had made a picnic lunch which they had brought from the car in an ice box. She had taken account of the.