He now knew he had her wanting more. So he showed her how to achieve the same feelings by him rubbing her cunt. He used his fingers to dry hump her cu...nt, never trying to push more than his finger end into her pussy lips.Always these sessions were their little secrets, never to be told to anyone else. Part of the makeup of a paedophile is that the acts should always remain covert, whilst he groomed her for the ultimate prize of her virginity. It went from fingers to using boiled sugar lollies to. Perhaps Dad and I would have to scribble down as much as we remembered in the back of the cab. Perhaps Scott would’ve given them to Charlie, or my mother, or someone else, anyone else.Charlie’s wife, Rose, was crouched at the foot of the stairs, carefully cleaning her daughter’s face with a damp handkerchief.“Hey,” I said. “Have you seen Scott?”“No. Sorry,” she said distractedly and as I moved away she called after me, a little guiltily, “I love your dress by the way.”“Thanks!”My dress which. The only energy signature he could detect, was from the Zero Point Storage at Annapurna. He had more experience than most men alive and he was not afraid but he still wished Dark Cloud or Wulf would be with him in situations like this.He hailed Annapurna and did get no answer even after the sixth try. His Computronic analyzed the power output at Annapurna port and verified that the equipment down there was working.Of course there was cloaking technology and the possibility of something his. "You know it won't happen again, right?" I said, looking up at him. "I won't leave you." I know," Matt replied.We laid on the floor in silence for a while. I was sure he was thinking about fucking me again as his dick throbbed under my thigh. I rubbed it back and forth with my thigh."You know." I smiled as he was still playing with my hair. "I could get off the cold floor and back onto the couch and you could fuck my tits?" Okay," Matt said quickly.I shook my head, any chance he got to fuck any.