I was losing control more and more. I was really dropping out of reality. I felt like any second now, I will moan and wake up the whole house, and not...ing would stop me from touching myself. I was addicted to that feeling of my fingers rubbing my clit, forcing my pussy to contract and pulsate, pushing cum out. I was slightly biting on my other hand, doing my best to prevent myself from moaning. It was so hard… The sensations got control over me. My legs were trembling in pleasure. The sweet. The snow, even here right next to the house, comes up over my ankles, making me glad that we both agreed to Molly's suggestion that we take our wellingtons, instead of regular shoes. They would have been soaked through before we had even gone any distance.The fresh snow crunches under out feet. No other people have come this way, so the surface of the snow has not been disturbed.It always feels a shame to have to trek through it, but there will be more snow over night.When it snows at the. Despite Nathan's greatest efforts in making her believe in herself again – alas! – she had found her corner in the dark shadows of her midlife crisis. Still, Jessica knew deep inside her – sensed the very feeling of it – a beast was to awake in given time. A beast once teased years before; a beast untamed and ferocious beyond the vows that bound husband and wife together in the tightest of bonds and were supposed to lead their way into happiness and bliss until death may part them. Not yet. They were rocking each other and then Mistress Julie looked over at me."What the fuck are you doing here, you perverted little slut!" Nn, nothing, Mistress Julie." Why are you invading my space, dog whore?" She wore contempt so well."Mistress Janice told me to come tell you immediately, er, that, I...," I trailed off.Master Jason kept pumping into her, oblivious. She looked away, kissed him deep and writhed with him to climax. I watched and began to say my mantra.Not looking at me, Mistress.