The tears were still running down Annabelle’s cheeks but she bit her lip as my finger slipped into her knickers and gently parted her labia. Her nether-lips were sparsely covered in hair and felt satiny, like a baby’s cheeks. My finger mined a little deeper and I found her to be drenched down there. Her p***y was working overtime to lubricate her very tight hole for my finger and I took full advantage.
By the time I had finished fingering her, Annabelle was flushed in the early stages of arousal. I pushed her down to her knees next to Dionne and grinned as she too showed obvious disappointment when I stopped paying attention to her p***y. She watched with wonderment as her mum expertly took my c**k all the way down her neck and that expression turned to fear as I yanked Dionne’s hair to p
