She felt the blood running to her clit and pussy, making it even more sensitive as his tongue slid inside her pussy. Her hands went to the back of his...head, running her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer. He sucked on her pussy lips, switching between each of them and her clit. A finger slid into her pussy, each new thing her did brought her to edge of another orgasm. He fingered her slowly and deeply, finding her gspot and giving it a massage she’d never experienced before. She. Ever since Maxine's mother, Francis, had walked out on them, they had been the kind of dysfunctional family who pretended nothing had changed, and that Robbie's behavioural problems were simply down to stress at school [Every teenager goes through it, don't worry!] and hormones. They purposely forgot to mention the existence of Francis at all, and who could blame them? She had been a jumped up little crack whore who had abandoned her family because some sleaze in a suit told her she could make. She had wanted to borrow a book from me it seems and had no inhibitions about telling me she saw us having sex.I said you are a little perv.She said I wasn’t perving – I was watching and learning – I have never done it one of the ways you two were doing it so I watched.I said hang on – you are telling me you have sex.Whats wrong with that I am legally allowed to. Whats more I like it.Who do you have sex with I asked.My boyfriend. I have just started to do it with him.You have just started what. IREALLY need a bra. "Hey Charlie, wait up!" Bob almost had to sprint tocatch up with Charlie just as he turned into the doorway of a smallrestaurant."Food," said Charlie. Bob sighed but followed him into the restaurant,one he had frequented himself as himself quite often. They opened earlyfor the weekday breakfast crowd and the smell of percolating coffee andfried food wafted across his nostrils in a familiar manner as the doorclosed behind them. Fuelling Charlie was a never-ending task.