I became accustomed to our routine; when I would get there, we would talk for a little bit, and have a soda, or some fruit, or something. I almost didn’t notice until his finger started to spread my little pussy open as he tried to gently work his fingertip inside. Xnx “Didn’t that feel good?” Paul asked. Paul could tell I’d woken up, and he started talking to me again, softly. “Think of this as like a back massage, and I promise you that it will feel very very good, ok?” I said ok, and he kept rubbing in circles, over and over. I say “of sorts”, because it was Mrs. He held me close. When I got to Paul’s, could figure out more or less what had happened. I was in heaven. My Dad took me aside the night before and told me that if
