Mojave Harem: A desert adventure age gap mfff novel by Sandy Laine

Author:Sandy Laine [Laine, Sandy]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: PMI
Published: 2024-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

I flopped down and snuggled deep into the old, soft couch in the front of the double-wide. Haley, Ciara, and Ruby, on the other hand, were full of energy. They bounded up and down the couch and all over the room getting snacks and drinks, crawling over my lap, pushing themselves into my sides, and tussling my hair, and squealing and laughing. They poked me with their tongues and twisted their hands into my neck and sides and legs. It was like being thrown into a box full of hungry kittens. I felt truly twice their 22 years on nights like that.

They loved getting into their satin camis at the end of a long day on our desert spread, or their long t-shirts or whatever else they had for night-clothes — they seemed to have come armed with a lot of choices. They loved most of all modeling them for me. This night they shrieked with delight trying to snatch at each others’ shorts or pull off each other’s tops, and they used me, splayed on the couch, to hide behind or to implore to help defend them, squeezing behind me or rolling carelessly over my lap. More than once each of them “slipped” with their hands landing directly on my groin, where they squeezed me and tugged on me and said things like “oops” and “sorry!”

They were in a higher state that particular night, ramped up on something I didn’t know what, but they were more frolicsome than usual. That might have been in part not just because I was, by contrast, more tired than usual, which always seemed to amuse them, but I was particularly reserved that night, as well. I felt reticent and wary. The car that had come up the road out front eventually left, but not before lingering, idling, out there, all shaded windows and low, rumbling motor.

I struggled to get my mind off it and grabbed Ruby around the ribs and pulled her into my lap where she flung her bare limbs out and shrieked at her two attackers. She was wearing very tight, very low-riding white shorts and a football shirt, crop-cut high enough up that the bottom swells of her breasts became exposed whenever she moved and stretched. She squirmed in my lap and laughed and leaned her head back into my neck and draped her short black and straight hair over my shoulder, laughing and twisting in wild spasms all over me.

Ciara and Haley each seized one of her arms and struggled to pull her up and off me, but they were laughing too hard to bring much strength to the task, and both collapsed onto their knees on the floor in front of the couch, breathless and laughing. Ciara was wearing a blond-hair-enhancing gold shimmering cami top that only reached down to the bottom of her ribs, and loose, matching shorts with wide frills around the legs. Haley was in a black, form-fitting body suit. Defeated, Ciara and Haley

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