Sometimes I have to remind myself that she is no longer the cute little eight year old with pigtails, no matter how much we all wish she was."Hey guys... you almost ready? Mom and Dad will be down in a few minutes." Yeah."Adrienne walks over to me."Why are they doing this to us, Sophie?" She throws herself towards me, crying."Shh, it's okay Adrienne, everything is going to be fine, I promise. Things are going to be great. Just look at it this way, you will be able to get a whole lot more. She knows too as she catches the red panties in her teeth and tugs them from your fingertips. Your eyes lock to mine as I whisper with eyes flaring with fucklust. “My kitten brought home a nice lil toy I see” and she just mmmmmmmhmmmmmms as she drags those little naughty fuckme panties over your soft cleavage. My cock just fucking throbs visibly in my jeans as she slips around behind you.... dragging the soft little red panties over your chest then up....up....up.... up your neck as she slips. ”“When I see Charlotte – or any of them, really -- I get this vibe that they feel sorry for me. I’m the Old Maid, Ma. Imagine! Twenty-four years old and without a man in my life! Pitiful!” She looked over at me and Everett. “That’s not how I feel about it,” she said, “but, damn it, that’s how my old college friends see me.”“You’re a liberated woman,” I said, trying to make Judith feel better about herself. “You’re not exactly over the hill yet, you know? You just haven’t had time for fun and. Before I could think anything else, she had opened my jeans and was pulling my rapidly hardening cock out. Without a word she took my cock in her hot wet mouth and started to bob her head up and down. Now I was feeling very mixed up, I was getting a blow job, but it was in the presence of three other people. Did I tell her to stop, or lie back and enjoy it and damn the consequences! Well sexual desire won. I didn't fight when she eased my jeans and boxers off me. About this time, the.