30. The phone rang a few times before being answered by abreathless soft girlish voice, "Dolly?" There was hardly a pause."Yes Mister Arnold." The boy... had obviously recognised his voice."So Dolly have you been thinking about Mummy's lovely pretty red pantieson your pillow?"There was a pause."Dolly? Answer me." Yes Mister Arnold, I umm have been thinking about them all day."It all seemed to come out in a rush then."I couldn't concentrate I kept thinking and thinking Mister Arnold." Good Dolly,. There’s fingers up my ass and more in my pussy.Suddenly, I remember my husband is here watching my body squirt over and over- screaming in ecstasy – each orgasm stronger than the last!I notice there are spectators watching me get off. These are my friends and they are grabbing my legs, lifting me off the ground and spreading them far apart – completely exposing and opening both fuck holes!My stiff clit and pink wet pussy are stretched far out. My clean, sweet, tight little asshole has been. She felt her orgasm building and then I shoved her moist thong in her soft mouth. It barely muffled her moans and I got worried about someone could hear her, crying as I was pumping that wet cunt.Sweet Sheila moaned and chewed on her tiny string as she came. As soon as her orgasm was over, she spat it out and begged me to fuck her harder. He wanted me to make cum her again…Seconds later she came hard again; this time moaning in ecstasy as my hard cock continued to fuck her. Then she begged. It always took about thirty minutes to get her changed, read her a story and lay in her bed until she fell asleep, and often times I would fall asleep as well, but not that night. While laying at the foot of my daughter's bed, listening to the laughter of the whole cul-de-sac outside, I noticed the outline of a woman’s head peek into my daughter’s room. I naturally assumed it was my wife. I inspected my daughter, and listened for the telltale signs that she was indeed sleeping. I.