Susan helped in her own way by being a sort of bridge between Josephine and Maisie, and the conversation she was having with Emma. Emma was affectiona...te as she’d used to be, and in fact was rather less tense than Charlotte had mostly remembered. It was as if some load had been taken off her mind. She was even rather surprised to see that Charlotte was still shaving her crotch. ‘There’s really no need to do that for my sake!’ she exclaimed. ‘I’m really not worth such love!’ Charlotte felt her. I tongued the tight little bud of her asshole.“Oh that's so bad,” she whispered, “So bad. I can't...”“Yes you can,” I said. My tongue moved lazily in circles.Her fingers clawed at me, clutching my hair. She rocked her hips so I pushed my tongue deeper and she moaned.“You're so terrible,” she whispered, “Don't stop.”I told her she was a bad little girl and she gave a shuddering sigh.“Do you wanna be fucked?” I asked.“Oh yes please,” she breathed.“Convince me,” I said.“Fuck me,” she panted, “Nail. And, once the cat was out of the bag, so to speak, she came to terms with it and hoped that we’d find our way to the altar. When you told her about the ring, she was ecstatic and relieved. When I came home without it, she was devastated. She accused me of being foolish and of throwing my life away. But she didn’t know about Joyce, and I couldn’t tell her.”“So she’s hoping we get back together. What did you tell her?”“That I wasn’t ready for that just yet. Oh, I could easily fuck you, and it. Pressed them hard, and slapped her sexy butts and she was moaning and making sexy noises. She was begging me to repeat it again and again. Then I turned her back and opened her two legs and could feel that her lips were as juicy and the juices of her warm pussy were dripping on her bed sheet. And I could feel they were waiting like anything for my cock to enter in them..Then rubbed her pussy hard with my fingers with different moments and at last I inserted my middle finger and fucked her with.