She took the phone and placed it on the table. Within a minute of the waitress leaving, it rang. “I’ll just get this,” she said to Gary, shaking... her head as she picked it up. Caller ID told her it was Chelsea. “Hey, Chelsea,” she said. Gary just smiled and watched her. “Oh, thank God you’re okay,” Chelsea gasped. “I rang earlier, you know just in case, and the bloody thing went off in your room, you ditz.” “So now I’m a ditz?” asked Elaine. She winked at Gary and he chuckled. . On the trip back Pat rode in the wagon beside Lucinda and her mother. By the time they reached the Martin home Pat was very much at ease with the girl and her mother. The more he was near her the more he hated to leave her. He loved to look at her. She had a way of looking at him over her shoulder with a little smile that thrilled him to his toes. As they neared the Martin homestead she whispered that she often walked along the path by the river before the evening meal. She held his hand much. " As I stood up I saw Karl still filmingfuriously and Kate putting another film into her camera. In ourpassion we had almost forgotten about them. Sally Anne and Islowly took off our dresses and then slipped out of thepetticoats and stood there in our virginal white basques, pantiesand stockings while Karl videoed us and Kate took the photos."Our turn," said Kate and Karl grinned and handed me the videocamera.Kate and Karl kissed each other and then undid their dresses andtook off their. I pushed my hungry pussy forward again towards the spray and again, the excitement of the water’s touch left me breathless. Moaning into the empty room , the harsh spray running across my still hard bean. My hand flew out for balance as I squirmed like a marionette in the breeze. I had to finish this. There would be no backing down. I thrust my fingers back in my hungry fuck hole. They pushed into that velvety place, giving me comfort, but I needed more. I wanted those finger tips on me again..