Allison – A Flower Blooms. Part 19.
Allison – A Flower Blooms – Part 19. I woke around 6am, Anne and Cindy still soundly sleeping, Anne on her back with Cindy on her stomach with a leg draped over Anne’s thighs and an arm across her chest, her hand on her mother’s tit. Sitting up, I drank in the sight of Cindy’s flawless young body, her puffy little pussy peeking deliciously from between her thighs, despite the way she was laying, her pussy lips were closed….’the resilience of young flesh’ I mused. I slid quietly off the bed, went for a piss then downstairs to put a brew on, taking my coffee out to the porch, I sat and turned my thoughts to the impending softball game, not so much about whether we would win or not, but more about how much …