Her frown turned into a pout as he adjusted the crotch of his gym shorts which were at her eye-level. It just wasn’t fair. She hadn’t had his phys...ical attention in weeks. Sitting on her knees she crouched over and tugged the edge of his shorts with her teeth very carefully – trying to get a signal from him, but her attempts were in vain. His fingers tapped away without missing a beat and so she took to kissing the inside of his thigh. Her lips lingered over the supple skin for a few moments. ...SHES A GIRL SLUT......"SPREAD YOUR LEGS" NO KNICKERS.......SHES A VERY GOOD SLUT...... I PUT MY HAND BETWEEN HER LEGS AND RUBBED HER SLIT WITH A COUPLE OF FINGERS. FIONA WENT TO PULL OFF BUT TOLD HER TO STOP, "HANG ON, HANG ON WERE JUST GIVING DAZ I LIFT BACK OK". DAZ LIVED IN THE VILLAGE BEFORE OURS SO WASN'T A PROBLEM.WE HAD ABOUT 15 MILES TO TRAVEL BACK SO HAD TO BE PRETTY QUICK, I PUT A HAND ON FIONAS THIGH AND PULLED IT TOWARDS ME OPENING HER LEGS. SHE LOOKED ACROSS AS IF TO SAY. On one particular Saturday morning, Mum was about to go shopping with her friend Jo. I was about to leave the house to go to Amy’s, the arrangement had been made ages ago and I was kicking myself that the house would be empty as Dad always played golf on Saturday.I found myself walking to Amy’s house. I was over half way there and saw Jo whiz past in her new sports car. We waved at each other. I decided that the opportunity could not be missed and decided to phone Amy. I told her that we should. Furniture upended, drawers turned out, remains of a meal, plates, glasses and cutlery spread across the living room floor."Bit of a mess," says the man in charge. "They were having lunch by the TV."I'm thinking, "Yeah, and you hadn't scoped the room before you bust in had you?" but what I say is, "Sure. Where are they now and what do you want me to do?"It turns out that my charges have been dumped upstairs in the master bedroom. There's four of them, the target, her sister, her press agent and.