.. er I’m a neighbour, number sixtynine, Sean’s my name ... looks like a problem,” I added nodding down at the lawnmower she was having difficul...ty with.“Not Mrs any more,” she told me wistfully. “Daphne ... Daphne Ormitroyd. Pleased to meet you Sean ... bloody thing. Brand new as you can see, engine just won’t start.”I mused on how I could easily start her engine. Only need to find the primer button! She was just like my Mum, gingery white hair, a bit thin on top in places, but that’s ageing. Don’t help them rape me!” But inwardly Natalie knew that her sister had no other choice. What if they hurt her…or if they hurt Mom if she didn’t obey? She couldn’t have that on her conscience. So she subsided into silence as her sister’s tongue kept lapping at her cunt, more and more fervently, until her big sister’s nose and lips were wet with Natalie’s gathering fluids.“Oh god. Please sis. UUuuuaaahhh!” Natalie moaned as Amanda tongue kept dutifully lapping. There was a sudden loud slurping. I think we should meet for one night. Just a few hours. No names, no details. Just one truly romantic encounter. 'Just once, just once ... before... ' Never again, no real names. Just one fantastic night, so that decades from now we can sit before the fire and remember that night as part of our past youth. If you don't want this, just tell me and I'll never mention it again. If, however, you would like to escape for a few hours, could you be free next Tuesday night? signed: Questing. .." She stopped briefly before she could say it, "... on her pussy. Afterabout a minute she just stopped and whispered in my ear "you better stop orI'm going to cum, you ready for the hot tub?". Jill and I were both breathing kind of heavy by now. I was shocked by thissudden confession, and very buzzed from the beer. This whole experiencewas flooding my senses with so many confusing signals. I looked at Jillwhile she stared at me with heavy eyes, and flushed cheeks. I smirked and.