Maureen was a grown woman. She needed her space.The two women went inside; they crossed through the cluttered old kitchen to the living room. Maureen ...could see her daughter was tired and obviously preoccupied, certainly about the young man who’d just left, but she still needed to talk.Andrea asked, “May I get you a drink or something?’Maureen answered, “No I’m good.”Mom kept up the one sided banter, “Come on in. Let’s sit on the sofa a while.”As they both sat on the old sofa Maureen sort of. I had some trouble mounting the stool, which was only to be expected due to my small size, and my efforts to avoid wrinkling my new blue jumper.Small size? Blue jumper?Panic set in for real. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and saw a perfectly normal eight-year-old girl dressed in a white blouse with a stylish robin's-egg-blue jumper. White socks reached most ways up my skinny legs to my somewhat knobby knees. I had on shiny black shoes that looked almost new, and rather spiffy, if I do. She was taking long slow strokes that, along with the other activities, were driving Victoria wild. Meghan was right. Donna seemed to know exactly what would feel good to Victoria. Victoria started to bounce up and down on my cock more quickly. "Oh, that all feels so wonderful. Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeeee! Honey, fill my hot cunt with your cum!! I want lots and lots of your hot cum, lover!!! Please fill my cunt with your cum!!!How could I pass up a request like that? I couldn't hold out any longer. After that she left the dildo in my hole and took up fondling my pussy once again. As she sucked she rolled her tongue around my hole, caressing it all over.As she leaned forward, letting her nose lightly rub against my pussy lips its scent filled my nostrils. She was wet with anticipation. I was leaking too. She couldn’t wait to make me cum again. She grabbed my slender hips and pressed her face deeper into my pussy. My wetness coated her face as her tongue explored my vagina, searching for my.