“Yeah, I should get inside”. I looked him straight in the face. “Want to come in?” Really. Isn’t that the oldest chat up line in the book......just without the coffee? “Ok”. I was so not expecting that. Why would he want to come in my house? With me. I mean, what about the blondes over the road; they are much hotter than me. I’m just...me. I opened the gate and led him into the house. He must have saw me physically relax when I reached the door. “You don’t like the dark?” I didn’t answer, just. “David, I have the results of the tests you asked for. Calling the first two John Doe and Jane Doe, and the last one Betsy Doe, I can say with 98.87525% accuracy that Jane is the Daughter of Betsy, however John is not the father of Jane, but there are enough elements in common that he is related to Betsy’s father, perhaps a brother, or a consanguineous cousin. I felt like a forensic detective while I was working on this! I hope the results help you. Oh, by the way, I found a second set of. I commented on the gold ring that I could see piercing her clitoris. Trish opened her legs even more and raised her hips to allow me a better look. Then without me saying anything she rolled over on her back and spread her legs wider still. She rubbed her index finger lightly across the ring and spread her vulva open. Then she smiled at me and said that I could massage it if I wanted to. How could I resist? It wasn’t part of my massage training, but I knew just what to do. As my fingers worked. Below that all were opened. When i touch her thigh, she moved. Then after slowly i move the nighty to up and i inserted my hand into her underwear.then she turned into my side. I placed my hand on her breast again. Slowly i moved my hand near to her pussy. She also get her hand to her pussy. Then i touch her pussy covered by underwear. She also placed her hand on my hand.it was slightly wet in condition.Then i pressed her pussy.then she hold my hand and again i give 1 press then she shake her.