From the first day that Abby had arrived at the Inn, Mary had felt it incumbent on her to round Abby out, considering that it was unhealthy to be so s...lim. Abby for her part had battled hard to resist the blandishments to eat more, despite the wonderful meals that Mary would put in front of her, so far she had won the skirmish. It was almost without thought that Abby got in her car and drove once more to the station. It seemed strange that just a few hours ago she was here, possibly seeing it. "Uh, Ginny," I said, "it's usually not a good idea, to go to the toilet, in just any man's apartment. Especially, without your mother knowing about it." I almost sweated blood, wondering what Cathy would do, if she DID know about this. "That's OK, Mr. Jenkins," responded the little girl. "Momma says we can trust you, since you love little girls too much to hurt them." My mouth was gaping wide, as she continued, "She told us all about how you loved your own little girls so much, that. . “ she was not making too much sense as I pushed my cock hard and deep. Megan’s head was buried in the arm of the chair and her moans and cries were muffled as I banged away at her young pussy from behind.“OMG sir, OH YESS!” she cried as I felt her body spasm and her juices squirting and somehow the increased squelching noises seemed to turn me on more, her cries seemed to be delusional as she moaned on about how much my daughter would love it, I wasn’t sure if she was talking about the. I went back to the leg-over-the-arm-of-the-chair position, And tried to loosen my shorts a bit. The only way I could manage it was to unbutton and unzip them. Then I was able to move the crotch seam aside so I could get at my aching slit. I was so horny at this point that the crotch seam was soaked with my juices. When I saw a car approaching, I “read” my magazine, while I absently rubbed my lower lips. It was tickly and made my nipples rock hard. When I saw the man and woman couple staring and.