As far as I was aware he was still quite happy messing around with his mates. I said something to him about his bike, and he said he hadn't got a clue... how to fix it, and that he would have to wait until his dad got home that night. He went on to say it was a shame, because all his mates were cycling out to Wallasea Island, and he was going to miss all the fun. It was a gloriously sunny day, and I really felt sorry for him. Being a bit of an expert with punctures, I offered to fix it for him. I. There are no roses or chocolate in this story, it is a simple story of two people, taking a break from the demand of ‘the real world’ to rediscover each other. So come and escape with them and enjoy… ************* When I came home from work, the first thing I notice was that everything was very clean. The next thing I noticed was that it was quiet. “Where’s the baby?” I asked my husband, Kurt. “She’s staying the night at Grandma’s,” he told me. “So we have the house all to ourselves.” He led me. She gasped as she felt a finger probing around the entrance to her tunnel. She gasped again when that finger found her clit.The man scraped her little head with his nail, causing her to flinch every time the sharp edge slid along the inflamed cone of nerve endings. She took a deep breath as that same finger slid just inside the entrance, stroking the sensitive tissue before sliding into her hole.?Hmmm,? the boy said, ?somebody’s getting a little wet.?Allison moaned again as he continued to. "In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good I have ... oh fuck..." she gasped as I slid the vibrator up her wet pussy."Don't swear when praying!" I barked, and slapped her ass with my free hand."Oh, I have sinned against you whom I should love above all things." I slowly slid the Vibrator deep inside her before slowly drawing it back. Her breath quickened. "I firmly intend, with your help, to do penance, to ... fuck, that's good ... to sin no more, and to ... ohh my God, faster, faster!"I.