Olivia rolled off her partner and both women lay on their back for a moment, head to toe, panting. Olivia’s lover got up first and made her way to t...he pile of clothes on the floor. “I’m sorry. I have very little time. The babysitter must be getting worried”, she whispred.“But you have time for another…don’t you ?”, asked Olivia rather aggressively.“I don’t know…maybe I shouldn’t “, replied the woman.Olivia was already next to her, then behind her, rubbing her pussy against her asscheeks, then. She turned and raced back up the stairs.Finn cautiously followed her. He had never seen her this way. Even after the shadowy group had burned down her house, she had still seemed sweet and good-spirited. That was gone. Murder filled her eyes. Whatever she had heard on the phone changed her.When they reached the top of the stairs, Liv exchanged the slipper for a lighter in the Go Bag. She stomped over to the gas stove, reached behind it and yanked out a flexible, silver line. "Give me your. " "Well, this morning was the loveliest of all. I like it when we take lots of time together, not rush it. I mean fast is fun sometimes but slow and cozy is just what I was wanting." "I was thinking about last week when you told me about your first time, you know about you and Phil." "Yeah, it was on my mind some this week. What about it?" "Oh, that I owe you my story, my first time. Well, with something other than my hand." "Oh, you guys. Well, tell me, you want to tell me, don't you?" "Sure.. Instead she let her left hand stay cupping his balls, holding them close to his body. When he was spent, she gently pulled out her fingers from his anus. Turning slowly to the sink she discarded her glove in the trash and bent forward to wash her hands, again a force of habit from her profession. She knew he would take the chance to look at her. She studiously avoided looking up into the mirror, focusing just on her hands and the soap and she wiggled her ass lightly to make sure the t-shirt was.