"Simone climbed off of Greg's lap and stood up. She slipped off the panties that went with her outfit, then got on her back on the couch, pushing Greg... to the side."What has gotten into you?" Greg marveled."I just want it. Look, you're still hard. Come on, Greg. Do it to me again."Greg was indeed very turned on by Simone's desperation to have sex with him. He was surprised to see that not only was she right, his penis was still pretty hard, but he felt twitches down there. The thought of her. In the other house, there was a delightful and delicate little creature of about nine. Again, if Mr ACME Frankenstein got to work on her, it might please some perverted souls; but I would have been more content to let nature run its course.Back at the hotel, I phoned the office. Had they had any complaints from customers about anything? No, of course they hadn't. What had I in mind? Oh, nothing in particular, just complaints in general. Well, it had been a long shot.So I tried Davie, another. On the other hand, Jane hadn't actually done anything. She hadn't fucked the guy. She hadn't even kissed him. All she was actually guilty of was writing some messages to an old flame. No, it was worse than that. How did Jimmy Carter say it?Jane had lust in her heart. That made it just as bad as if she had actually done something. She was having an emotional affair with some clown from her past. She was spending time and effort on her relationship with him that could have been spent on us.At the. Two scraps of cloth fell to the blanket and the two women pressed their bodies together. As their embrace deepened they stretched out on the blanket. Their legs entwined and they ground their pubic mounds into each other’s thighs while their kiss continued. Two sets of hands roamed over bare flesh, caressing, exploring, teasing. Both women whimpered and moaned with pleasure as they kissed and groped.Debbie broke the kiss and lip nibbled her way to Susan’s pale, freckled neck. Susan had the.