Claire had gone to bed, too, and she lay awake, listening to the soft sighs and gently creaking bedsprings from her little girl's room.She guessed tha... Debby was finger-fucking herself.The knowledge turned her on and Claire began to finger her own fuckhole as she fantasized about her daughter and the handsome young man from next door.So, in the Wedgewood home, spanning the generation gap, a mother and daughter both lay naked in bed, alone, playing with their cunts.Things were slightly different. I easily avoided her swing and caught her arm. Now, we are both seething with rage. As she struggles to strike me again, I hold her back and one of her legs slides off the couch. Now I have one leg between hers , trying to calm her down. She squirms even more and, as she does, those wide legged pants slide even further open, and without almost noticing , I look down and and see that her pussy is completely exposed to me. Even though I despise her, the sight of her starts to make me become. I was surprised when I looked at TVs to find those wide screens. I was so impressed that I bought one for myself. It was the only luxury I gave in to, but that was my choice as well. I wanted nothing more than to be left alone. No bars, no chance of fights, no restaurants or cafes, nowhere there were more than two or three people at a time, at least for the first two years. It was slow becoming used to people again and I was not in any rush.After an unusually busy month, I found that my share. ...... No, Robyn! Um……….. no, not here……………… not now!” Mr Smith’s cheeks were starting to flush as he spoke and he stood to turn back to his own desk. “Please don’t come to school like that again, please!” Robyn grinned as his back faced her. “Okay Sir!” She rebuttoned your blouse and stood to leave. “Is that all? Or is there anything else you need me for, Sir?” As she spoke she leaned down to lift up her bag facing in the direction of the teacher who was now sitting back behind his desk.