Tom kept jabbing his dick towards her pussy trying to unite with the hole. Then he hit pay dirt, I couldn’t see everything but he must have got just...the tip in. Joan got very serious and pleaded for him to stop. He promised her everything in one short minute, he promised not to put anymore in, he promised to take it out if hurt; he promised not cum, he promised he would never tell anyone, and lastly he promised to love her forever. Joan slightly conceded to some of the promises. She must have. Give them a chance to make up for it.” Jessy had said those words before, just last week actually, but now that Tash knew she’d known about the secret, and had been keeping that a secret from Tash, the words meant more. Jessy had her own, personal context now. Tash keeping a secret from her wasn’t nearly as bad as what Art and Matt did to Tash, but it was still in the same ballpark.“The P-Prince, she wants me to ... to um ... ask them to do something.” Something she knew Avery would say no to,. The girl looked so glum and miserable. She deserved to feel that way."Deanna!" Kelsey said cheerfully."Hi," Deanna replied morosely. She followed Kelsey into the bathroom.Kelsey asked, "Do you have your Tuesday clothes on underneath?"Deanna nodded."And no panties or bra?" She wanted to make sure Deanna didn't go buy new underwear."Yes." Deanna found a pair of her panties in the laundry but she knew Kelsey wouldn't let her wear them."Take off your old clothes." Kelsey pointed at a stall.Deanna. I sighed with relief now that I could finally blow after all of that, and sank back against the wall behind the bedroom door. I dropped my pants to my ankles, slipped my clitty out from beneath the side of my thong, and began to stroke with both hands. It only took a few tugs to come everywhere.Once I’d finally caught my breath, I cleaned up and, listening very carefully to make sure I wasn’t interrupting anything, went back out front.“Well, are you finished?” My wife’s voice held scorn, but I.