.. you're stunning," she said softly, letting her eyes smoke a little, ambiguously, to show the girl she wasn't intimidated.Angelique winked, instantl... becoming more friendly. "You ain't so bad yourself, dear," she deadpanned. "In the gorgeous department, we're a pair."Laura giggled and relaxed a little. They went back to the party, stopping at the bar for drinks, and were soon both surrounded by men. Finally, Angelique whispered to her, "Either we each choose one, or we get out of here. If I stayed low, I should still be able to remain unseen.Suddenly, there it was again! The sound of two children laughing. Biscuit perked his ears up and snapped his head to the left, looking at something that I couldn’t see.Without a glance in my direction, he bounded away through the grass.“Biscuit!” I hissed. “Heel!”No good. Stupid dog. I should have brought Duke—he was an instinctive protector. Biscuit was an instinctive goofball.I looked at the truck. I could get in and drive away. Leave. I could no longer masturbate my two beautiful boys as it took all my concentration not to scream out. Instead I followed Christian’s lead and closed my eyes, repeating yes, yes, yes under my breath and digging my heels into the floor. My ascent continued steadily yet unbearably slowly. “Make me come, oh God make me come!” I hissed at them. It was too much for Christian, who lost all sense of timing and rhythm. He grabbed at his cock, effectively taking hold of my hand again, and began wanking. " But you don't agree?" Jess asked."No, I don't," I told her."What do you mean you don't agree?" Rachel asked.I looked at Rachel and said, "Rachel, this is between your mother and me. Please don't speak unless you're spoken to." Rachel looked at me as if I had slapped her, but she sat back and let us continue."Let me repeat Rachel's question," Jess said. "What do you mean you don't agree?" I don't think this is a phase that a year of intense treatment will cure," I said. "I think that this is.