"As you can see," commented the Nikahaldi, "There is some damage to the left foot. You'll have to key in your approval that this is acceptable."My mas...ter ID card was already inserted and active in the consoles. I typed in my additional approval as requested. As I waited for the next step, my eyes went to the large monitor on my right.And there she was, Abigail! Standing as required, and dressed in a simple burqa that was pulled back and tied to the back of her left leg to show her cast. There. Relunctently for both of us, i slide down, sliding my pussy away from your talented mouth. As i go down my tongue trails off your clit and to your red swollen and gapping open outer lips, i press in, parting your inner lips with my tongue and lapping your juices like a thristy dog drinking water. Down, down, down i go. my hands reach around your hips, and grabbing your butt-cheeks, i raise your butt off the floor. Rolling my head forward on the floor as i light your ass, i pull my neck in. “Please Joey.” The palm of my hand brushed against the soft tip of her erect nipple, my middle finger circling the pimpled areola.“This is so wrong; we shouldn't be doing this.” Her fingers remained tightly fixed to the draining board not moving a muscle, and although these words came from her mouth, she hadn’t said the most important one, ‘No’, and she certainly hadn’t made any move to stop me.With my left hand on her breast, I began to unzip the fly of my jeans with my right. The sudden sharp. I'll take you up on that if I have the need. But, invites to dinner tend to dry up when your a sad single girl. I love you for offering though."Robbie had the advantage and pressed on. "Well if mum can find someone...why can't you? Your much prettier and funnier than my mum, so....why not.?" Joyce, like a sponge soaked it up. "Robbie, your mad....your mums far better looking than me, and has a much nicer body than mine. But what she's got in bucket loads more than me is......confidence. I'm.