The simple idea that he may be curious as to what the bright pink grenade on my key ring was, and look to see what was on it, made my pussy gush.Enthu...sed with the plan, I got dressed, remembering to take off and stash my collar, and then headed to my car. Inside, I saw my daughter's discarded dress from the night before and thought about running it back inside, but then naughtily decided to leave it on the passenger seat for the mechanic to see. A sly smile formed on my face as I started the. Beneath my palms all is movement; my thighs quiver and my stomach vibrates at every breath, every touch and as every trickle of moisture descends from my swollen, sticky pussy to collect in the beautiful cup of my anus.Low moans escape my mouth as fingers converge on the needy, soaked gash between my legs, my pubis rising and falling, muscles contracting as my pussy walls squeeze about my empty wetness, slithers of pleasure like firework rockets dart from my gently abraded clitoris to explode. I had literally bowled her over as well as myself, slamming into the wall, the two of us sitting there somewhat stunned on the floor looking at one another."Well, hi Jim," she giggled brushing herself off as she prepared to stand, to which I hurriedly stood up myself, helping her to do so. "I guess this would be the part where I would say it's nice running into you again, except for the fact, it was you who actually ran into me." How've you been?" I asked, seeing that she was all right, and. At about 2:30 in the morning I wake from a nightmare where I had not gotten Sara to the hospital in time. After that I just couldnt get back to sleep. At three in the morning Im still looking at the ceiling of my bedroom. Just then the house phone rings its Sara. Hey what are you doing up so late? I had a bad dream Dad. I really needed to hear your voice. Shes talking quietly, I hear some stress in her voice. Im glad to hear your voice too, Sara. This house is very lonely without you. I miss.