Laura’s legs were spread apart and draped over the side of the bed, so basically both of us were looking right up inside of her. I thought it was a ...bit obscene. But if I’d had any questions about what a girl’s private parts looked like from that angle, then they were all being answered. The girlfriend hesitated long enough for all of us to hear a soft snore come from Laura.I was tempted to say, “She’s the slut who tried to steal your boyfriend,” but I couldn’t bring myself to say that.“I think. Haven’t you had enough yet? You’re incorrigible…”“You weren’t complaining last night! Just like back at college, you never could get enough, keep your hands off me. Anyway, I’m making up for lost time, I’ve got twenty-five years of catching up to do … and the way I look at it, Dave owes me, after what he did, stealing you away from me for all those years,” his voice a strange mix of joking and serious.Jill’s giggles soon died away, her head now fully flat on the iron table as she moaned and. "He nodded and smiled as he pulled up to the trailer. I went inside, swallowed my pills, and grabbed the shed key to pull the truck cart out. After locking everything up, I was getting ready to go back to Steve's when Shirley and Betty came around the front of the trailer together. Betty said, "Take us with you. We'll go visit on the patio with you this morning, okay?"They both said "Morning, Martin," but both got into my truck cart. Martin drove on ahead as I drove slowly over to the patio. As. Her legs were spread apart, one foot on her bed and the other up on the dresser top, and the one hand not bracing against the wall behind her was at her crotch, her fingers frozen against her sopping wet pussy as she paused in mid-gasp to stare at me with scandal in her fiery blue eyes.I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My gaze jumped from the curl of her toes to the indents where her nipples poked at her shift fabric, to the muss of her curly blonde hair. But I paid most attention to the.