We dropped off all of the family except Ken, Beth, Missy, Cindi and me. We went on to Andrews' apartment.Andrews lived in a shabby apartment house in ...ne of the seedier parts of town. His current residence was a far cry from the neat house he and Ann and their kids had lived in before he screwed up their lives. We didn't see anyone moving around, and Cindi said he was inside, asleep, so we went on in.I looked at Beth and Missy, and they both nodded. I hadn't noticed it before, but Beth was. She pulled the curtains aside, the street was empty apart from the usual cars in their usual spots so she sat down and waited. Her skirt fell open and revealed her stockings, as she sipped the wine her mind wandered back to the shower and thoughts of what might come later. She played with the lace around her thighs, feeling the sheen of the nylon against her hands, she closed her eyes. Her hand moved over the silk panties she was wearing, the lightest brush against her mound was enough to stop. Already small puddles of her drool had formed on the various parts of the duvet where she had managed to hold her head up or rest it face-down.Blinking as she looked up into the harsh sunlight, Susan cried out a muffled protest, a whine that turned into frustrated sobbing, drowning out the noise of the waves outside. Maria felt her labia tingling with arousal.Sitting down on the bed next to her helpless captive, Maria took off her spaghetti top, unzipped her boots and slid off her miniskirt,. “Get those jeans off and then we'll play,” I said. “I don't know why I'm letting you wear clothes. You're a sister-bitch, and it's a beautiful day.”“Right,” she barked. She stood up to kick off her shoes. Then she wiggled off the pink socks she wore. Next were the jeans. She unsnapped them, her hips wiggling from side to side as she worked off the tight material. She exposed a pair of light blue panties. They were practically a thong but widened into a triangle at the top of her rump. I admired.
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