Lindsay seemed to like her arse poked and prodded as she slightly bent forward, “Why don’t you lick it daddy?” Lisa said softly which I thought ...as a good idea so I bent her over the sofa and pulled her cheeks wide, Mmm her little starfish came into view so I leant forward and gently ran my tongue up and down her crack stopping at her hole. “OMG!, Mmm” she sighed as she felt the new sensation coming from her rear end. As she bent down my tongue deviated and I was flicking and licking the gusset. It was the lowest point of my entire life. I hated Julie at that point but could I totally blame her? She told us she didn't want any kids but she expected me to pay for her abortion.My wife Kara was totally disgusted with me. She loved kids, we had two of our own both girls, one was ten and the other eight. Here I was paying to abort a child. I agreed to the terms and Julie left. My wife told me our marriage was over. She told me she suspected something was up because of the way I was acting. Her eyes were shut, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip.The movement of her hand under her skirt was obvious now that I looked, but from anywhere more than a few feet away I doubt anyone would have seen. Her eyes opened a little, looking in my direction, then opened wide and her hand dropped from under her skirt.I smiled and opened the door a crack. "You nearly done?" I asked with a smirk, "I need to phone the office."She looked at me, smiled a little nervously, her face reddening slightly.. " Kayla was not a fashion model in her bodily proportions, tending more on soft and cuddly than the stick figure of a mannequin. She was, at five feet two inches, the epitome of the old song, Has Anybody Seen My Gal, with her five foot two eyes of blue and currently naked showing exactly what her five foot could do.The problem Kayla faced was dressed in the gray shirt and black pants of the West Hamlin Police Department. Two female officers having left their radio patrol car were now.