Untitled by: Bob the Builder of Love

As their lips touched she felt a shiver run up the back of her neck..
Goosebumps raised the hair on her thigh, even though she was reluctant.
she could not fight the loin moistening arrousal of her touch..
She had felt it before...at Girl Scout camp on a hot summer night..
Under the porch with little Billy from next door. .
In the back seat with Johnny after the prom..
When her dad spanked her in public when she was twelve years old..
When the baby sitter would lather her up..
Like when she saw Sue shower in the school Gymnasium or.
when she knew the old man across the street was looking in her window.
and she would touch herself to amuse him...enjoying the tease..
Driven by lustful desire she slowly guided Sabrina's hand to her inner thigh .
which made her quiver at the expectation of extasy..
Her hands were soft...not like daddy's. Sabrina's fingers gently glided up her leg.
barely touuching her soft velvety inner thigh feeling as a butterfly floating.
across her creamy flesh..
When Sabrina's hand came to a rest her fingers began to undulate.
and her forearm lightly rubbed against firm nipples. .
She melted with a quivering sigh. Her hands led themselves to Sabrina's belly and .
made slow, soft circles with fingertips around the` belly button then continued below.
the waist line. She liked the familiarity of where her fingers came to rest and.
now she was comfortable with opening her eyes and sccepting Sabrina...as a lover...as a mistress..
She thought for a moment "What if Daddy catches us?" Her knees began to shiver..
Her face began feeling flush.
Having a step mom was going to be fun.