She went to church the next morning but found no comfort in the company of families and she walked into town after that and wandered through the near-...mpty streets down to the river. She sat on the same park-bench by the water’s edge she and Jimmy had and looked at a boat drifting-by silently, apparently powered by broad white cloud-like sails that fluttered occasionally in the cold morning air. Seagulls wheeled raucously in the air behind a fishing boat as it lumbered downriver and soon. Jamie would often sleep on top of my bed, which was something I found to be reassuring. Music was really the main thing for me and also audiobooks. Although I was on my own, My parents were only a phone call away. I found it so strange to start with, but I had a carer who came to see me most days. His name was Andrew Harrison and he was a retired school teacher. Andrew explained that he had been a carer for about seven years, and all his patients were blind. I liked him, his frequent visits. The favorable taste of my own thick juices was so delicious. It was something that I knew from now own on out that I need. As I laid there on the bed with my thighs wide I just kept picturing what my sister had been doing to her own self. Her nipples taunt and coated with her silky juices. Lying their pulling at my nipple I could feel the juices leaking down a pooling under my ass crack. Then I felt hands on my thighs pushing my legs up and back exposing me. "Cinderella didn't know what to do except obey. She placed her tongue on the firm flesh before her and stroked it in slow sweeps. She could hear her stepmother starting to pant and felt her hands pressing her more firmly forward."Use your fingers, place them in my pussy and finger fuck me."Cinderella's thrust her finger up into her stepmother's pussy. Camilla started to moan out in ecstasy till her pussy contracted around the invading digit covering it with her juices.Becky then came up behind.