” Dr. Nitty said as he got up. “Now if you don’t mind, I have to get dressed.”“Me too,” Heather said as she wolfed down her food.I finishe... my coffee and wolfed down my food after Tabitha excused herself for her shower. By the time I was done, Heather and Tabitha were dressed and waiting. Tabitha was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Heather, who wanted to give me easier access to her pussy today, was wearing a skirt, and a cute top with spaghetti straps, which allowed me to spot her bra. Ahhhh. That fuckin' itch was back.Right at the top of his leg, right where his balls rested against his thigh, it itched. Fuckin' itched like hell! Matt reached down with his free hand but he came up just short of the spot. The cast was too restrictive. He strained to stretch his arm longer. SHIT! Someone was touching his leg. Matt's eyes flew open and he started. The jerking of his body was painful."Ow - FUCK!" Oh God, I'm sorry Matt. I didn't mean to surprise you. I'm sorry. Are you OK?" No.. Her legs remained locked over his arms as her orgasm ripped through her. George was getting light headed himself. His hips continued to pound forward. Harder, stronger, he punched her cervix with the blunt head of his cock with impunity. Elizabeth’s second orgasm rolled over her. She was now just twitching and drooling from her mouth. A long drawn out moan echoed throughout the living room. She was utterly lost in the cascade of orgasms that had started in her body. George continued to. Samantha's were full of grief tinged with shame or fear. Henrietta's held no reproach, just love and concern."Don't be ashamed of yourself, darling," she said with the whisper of a smile, "and don't be afraid that we're going to criticise you. Daddy and I are quite sure that you've done what you have for a good reason."Samantha's eyes cleared and she nodded but remained silent still gripping her mother's hands tightly.Rupert had been waiting in his office. He found Henry still standing.