He drew her panties down and off, and spread her legs to touch between them. He slid his fingers the length of her slit twice before settling to rub t...iny circles around her clit. Ashley reached for his cock, slid her hand around, and started to stroke him with a long, slow rhythm meant to tease and further arouse Michael. The teasing continued until Ashley began lifting her hips, seeking release. Michael quit teasing her clit and thrust two fingers inside her dripping pussy. He set up the same. I didn't tell him I loved him, but he didn't say it to me either. We've said it before, but what am I supposed to think? He leaves me and always just says he needs to work or gives some other bullshit excuse. He never says he needs to head out at a certain time, but it's always in the seven or eight o clock hour. So, shit, I gotta find out where he's headed," I said before a pause. "There's his engine. You know what, fuck it, maybe I'll follow him. It might be deceitful, but I'm pretty damn. ” There are chuckles from the bathroom doorway; Ron and Marshall stand there having followed. I am at a loss at what to do.Marshall asks Ron, “You think we will be anything like that.”Ron answering, “You know we probably will, maybe not that fast.”Helen coming to the door asks, “What’s the problem?”Sam still complains, “I got soap in my eyes, Daddy is no help.”Pushing her way in, Helen pushes me aside saying, “Men, you just are no help for little girls in the shower. Now go on and get out.”The. “Slut..?!” “Yeah, you run around with the shirt all soaked so I can see your tits…bitch” Before she could react, he had caught he other hand as well. In a few seconds he held both her wrists in one of his large hands. Her eyes widened and it felt as if her heart skipped a few beats. “If i´m gonna fix your drain, you need to do..thinks for me…you slut…” She gasped. He undid her belt, opened the top button in her jeans. “Please…” He ripped her shirt open all the way. Buttons flew around in the.