“But I’m HUNGRY.”“Let’s see if I can stir up something to eat. Onions, mushrooms, peppers and cheese over synth pork? And maybe Belgian waff...es?Jennifer’s stomach growled at that idea. “Shit. Where do I sign up? And do we have time?”“It’s six-thirty. Guests won’t be admitted until after nine. We won’t start the festivities until nine-thirty or ten. No reason not to have a great last meal.”Following Helen, Jennifer went to the break-room. While breakfast was cooking, they were joined by several. By the time I had locked the door, my wife and Laura were kissing hotly on the bed. I let them carry on and I started to kiss my way up Laura's leg until I found a very wet cunt which I lapped away at. She was going crazy as my wife licked her tits.We finished up with her straddling me and my wife sitting on my face - big orgasms all round. When we were all cuddling after, we suggested we have an evening out together the next night. She confided that she was being fucked on a regular basis by. ” And then she sat down and started applying her makeup. I set the chastity cage pieces on the bed and held the bag of ice in place. The ice cubes worked quickly. In just a few minutes I went from being fully erect to what is often called swimmer's shrinkage. Jeanne finished putting on her eye makeup and turned around. Her long eyelashes were thick with mascara and she'd applied a much heavier amount of eye shadow than she normally used. I said, “You look like a slut.” “Thank you Cucky, that. "From Antonio," Downs went on."That's a surprise." Fiona is having problems." And the younger two?" He said they seem to think it was just some sort of fun trip. Fiona is crying when she thinks no one can hear her." Not good." No, and Antonio is between a rock and a hard place. To get his daughter help, he needs someone he can trust to talk with her." So he called you." Yes. Now I have to talk with Ken and see what could be arranged. I think he will be amicable to the idea. I'd rather not have.