“Mmmm......deeper...” she encouraged, and pushed her hips so that not just one finger but a second was deeply embedded inside her. I rotated my ha...nd so that my thumb was pressing lightly on her clit, two fingers deep in her pussy, and my little finger just lightly laid against her puckered asshole. And then I finger fucked her, slowly at first, building the pressure and speed, until she shook and squirmed, her throat uttering obscenity after obscenity as she hit one peak and then another. I. Told me what a dirty bitch I was, but I could see that she was slightly envious, found my virtual adventures exciting. We finished our lunch and she filled me in on all that had been happening with her, which seemed tame by comparison. As usual, we argued over the bill, with her insisting that it was her turn to pay (she always did this, out of pity I think, as I didn't have a full-time job). We meandered around the store, picking up another few bits and bobs, before returning to the car. I. "What's up?" Julie was done and now talking to me."Not much. I just wanted to check in with you before I went back to my house. Do you need anything from me?"Julie looked around surveying the area, "No, I think I have everything in hand. But thanks for asking." Let me know if you need anything and I'll see you later." Bye."With that, I walked out among the workers and headed back to my house. I didn't have much to do so when I got home I check my Facebook page to see what was going on. I also. I really am pleased that you are unhurt and that you have been re-united with your son after all this time. Our families haven't always seen eye to eye in the past, but I hope you can put that behind you — for Johnny's sake if nothing else?"Rose simply nodded, perhaps not trusting herself to find the right words to respond without causing offence."And this must be my grandson. How are you, Donald Henry Sinclair?" asked Henry, stooping to put his arm around the boy's shoulder.Donald looked to.