Less the son, Terry, had been going to Hythe, not their nearest town but Dora`s favourite for shopping and she needed shopping, Patty, the daughter, h...ad needed a new dress for another party, The car driven by her hubby Jim, had hit a patch of spilt diesel on a bend in the wet road, it had slithered into the dyke at speed, knocking out and trapping the driver, and the girl in the back and breaking Dora`s wrists as she held on to the dashboard. Sadly Jim, had been trapped underwater, and his. "Good girl," Mistress whispered. "You've been waiting for this for so long. You've just been teased and teased and teased." She slowed her finger to an almost agonizing pace. My throbbing lips trembled and dripped as Mistress' finger pressed into them. She knew exactly how to touch me; exactly how to torment me the most. Her finger withdrew from my wet cunt with a slurp. I felt like I had just been deprived of oxygen. I was suffocating for my pleasure to continue! "Be a good girl and taste. The beer was good though and we told the waiter that we would be back later. Funny that he should act less than enthusiastic.We locked our parcels in the truck and explored unencumbered. Strolling through town was pleasant and informative. Wilbur used street names as reference to tell me some history, not without caustic remarks about that, in his eyes, most stupid of wars, calling Lincoln and his northern cronies a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites, since he got voted into office by promising. Her hair was blown intothe same big, parted, wavy and airy style that Jenna was shaping rightnow on her head. Her face looked slightly gaunt, lacked expression andhad fat, almost puckered lips.Jenna had finished her hair. She held up a mirror so that Lita could seethe thick platinum blonde waves falling freely down to the small of herback behind the chair."Now I need you to be brave girl for me now okay?" Lydia said in herbig-sister voice.Jenna had opened her case on a table behind her and was.