It was rude of me to stop you.” My fingers slid along her pussy lips. “You’re soaking wet. You want it bad…Can I help you finish?” I pressed... the heal of my hand against the top of her clit and tentatively hooked the tip of my middle finger inside her. “mmmhMMMM” she responded, increasing in volume as I slipped more of my finger in. I plunged my middle finger all the way in and hooked it toward myself, rubbing along her softness. I ran it in and out a few times, enjoying the emotions playing. I had time to bring myself to three orgasms before I felt the horniness subside. I seized the opportunity to let myself moan for once. I then took a shower, dried my hair, and dressed for bed – and at that point, they were only just thinking about stopping. I treated myself to one more orgasm as they finished up.After the fun, the conversation turned to the subject I'd avoided so far: Jack. Unlike the rest of us, he wasn't going to college. Instead, he had an insane idea that he wanted to own a. .'

She interrupted him. 'What's a little old lady like me doing taking an interest in that sort of thing for? Is that what you're thinking?''Well...that's not quite...er...how I would have put it.''Len,' she said putting her hand on his knee, 'just because you get old it doesn't mean that the feelings you've had all your life disappear when you're suddenly deprived of the person you shared those feelings with. In fact it's a terrible blow.'She took her hand away and just looked down at the. Well, she liked to believe she had but she knew that while they hadn’t come to drag her back, she was still being followed. She even recognised the ants that were following her. Jenifer thought these guards were really nice and for the past year, they had often been assigned to watch over her.The ant that she gossiped with quite often had told Jenifer that her guard-sisters called her Cutter and her quieter partner was called Blade. Jenifer learnt that while quiet, Blade had a wicked sense of.