What were you going to do? Give us all a kiss good-bye and go off and get yourself killed?"This was worse than I thought. "I am going to try very hard... not to get killed. Shit, Janey, how much did you tell them?" Almost everything, Papa," chimed in Simone.Three sets of eyes wheeled on the girl. "What! There's more?" cried Nicole."She didn't tell them why you're going to do this," Simone said quietly, her head down.I saw a tear escape from the corner of her eye and slip sadly down her cheek. My. "They were all looking at you mum" Mmmm, I know" she laughed, "I think I made a few of them uncomfortable" I think you've made a few pussies wet too mum!" Nice thought" she said softly and smiled innocently at the expression on his face."Did you just say, nice thought mum?"Looking at him from under lowered eyelids, the randy woman took a long slow lick of her ice cream, it was melting under the hot afternoon sun and beginning to drip down over her breasts and stomach."Yes I did why?" But I was. All the way back."Aren't you going to warm me up?" Pamela cooed. Hanson took off his coat and came across the room. The rug was thick, the tables low and expensively stylish. Pamela had already kicked off her shoes and when he reached out for her fur wrap, she giggled teasingly and let it fall behind on the floor. Then, keeping her green eyes on his face, she pushed the thin straps of her white satin dress down off her shoulders. Hanson watched her body undulate gracefully, and the silky. I had noticed of course. You know I’m a ‘leg man.’”“Would you like to touch them Peter?” she teased.“Oh god, yes!” I gulped, and reached over to caress the gossamer-like material on her soft warm legs – even daring to run my hands under her skirt, a little.“Peter, I want this to be special for you. Why don’t you get on your knees, take out your little cock and hump my legs?” (There was that word, ‘little’ again!).I certainly wasn’t expecting this turn of events, but couldn’t resist such an.