It was the first time she could remember at the moment ever coming close to pleading and she was glad for it. It allowed her only the few brief minute... to talk to him, to hear his voice and how warm it made her feel.Weariness consumed her tired body as she reached out to turn off the shower. The water still dripped from the shower head as her unconscious mind allowed her hands to gently caressed her nakedness. Her breasts, while small, felt firm and she wondered if he really would like them.. The woods were comforting and smelled of clean air with the slightly musty odor of decomposing leaves rising up from under my feet.The clearing was just as I remembered it, though in shades of brown and gray rather than the green I was used to, the earth squishy from the melted snow. I laid the plastic side of the picnic blanket down, took off my shoes and sat cross-legged in the middle, the other blanket across my lap.It was very peaceful, the sounds of a Western Meadowlark echoing through the. I continued telling what happened next while watching my dad swindling my pussy with his fingers and licking my clit. “Soon mom came on her fours and Amar started smacking Mom’s pussy from the rear side. They were moaning and crying loudly thinking I was fast asleep. This turned me on and I started fiddling my pussy lips. Soon my moans also became louder and with my ass banging the door, they got distracted. Seeing me at the door, they were initially stunned and frightened. But, by then I too. Just the way I liked it. There had been a proviso in the sale of the house, much of the furniture could and would be included if the prospective buyer wanted it for a considerable discount. That too was within my range, and certainly an option. I stood fingering the soft leather upholstery of a particular chair, envisioning myself sitting in front of it by the fire, smoking a pipe. I didn't smoke, but the image fit."Hello."I jumped, not expecting to hear the sound of a female voice. Turning, I.