"That, my sweet little girl, is my overnight bag. I have a couple changes of clothes in there and some things that we can have some fun with too."My e...yes went wide and I squealed. "You're staying here with me??!" Yes, sweetheart, I'm just going to stay here with you. I'm sure we will have lots of fun." OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG! I squealed even louder! I jumped into her lap and kissed her! OMG! I did that! She grabbed my butt and looked into my eyes. "Yes, lots of fun." Then she patted my butt and. At least it kept the two of them together. She allowed her eyes to wander away from Emma’s clitoris towards her face and noticed that Emma’s eyes had a far away and distant look in them. She tried to work out what it was that Emma may have been thinking about. It certainly wasn’t sex. Perhaps she was thinking about her daughter. Certainly, Emma’s love for Maisie was very touching. Emma and her daughter would return together from the studio, hand in hand, in delightful joy at just being. I started exchanging messages with an older guy from Suffolk. He was an older guy about 55 and lived on his own. He said he liked to give massages and I always wanted a guy to oil me up and put his fingers where ever they might wander. He lived right out of the way, He opened the door as I got to the door and he was really nice and invited me in. He had a propper massage table so I started to undress as he closed the curtains. He got undressed, I was pleased he was slim quite fit and had a nice. Maybe I should check your pussy and make sure youre not lying to me. he dipped two fingers down into my wet pussy. it felt amazing. he slowly pushed one finger in me and I could feel my pussy tighten like a vice. I knew I had always been tight, from my own experimentation. hell, I had accidentally popped my own cherry. but then I heard his voice. Damn…your pussy is probably the tightest Ive ever felt. Maybe I should stretch it out a little. After all, you took my punishment so well…now its time.