But I also knew that I could control, at least in part, my reaction to those memories. I didn't have to be debilitated every time I remembered my home...life before Mandy had been conceived. My father, mother, or anyone else in my past had no power to hurt or haunt me here if I didn't give them that power.I realized that that particular thought was something that Mr. Jacob had been trying to teach me. There lay a snarl of the worst order I thought as I contemplated my relationship with my. Amanda personally liked what Ashley was wearing. She was wearing a halter-style top with those thin straps which barely stayed on the shoulder. The material of the shirt barely was covering her breasts so that it left a great portion of the top viewable to the eyes. She was also wearing lightly colored blue jeans with a plain black colored belt and boots to cover her feet. Amanda was a bit under dressed compared to Ashley. Her outfit consisted off a purely white outfit which was bound to get. His hand was already on her thigh before she jumped away and "accidentally" poured a beer on him. She hated working at the inn, but that wasn't the reason for her frustration. Her lover, the inn's cook, had been away for nearly a month, shopping for spices in the city. It had been a long, lonely time apart. She always found herself aroused when he was away, but the last few weeks had been particularly bad. He had finally returned home late last night, too tired to do anything but go to sleep.. I opened her thighs so that I had all of her exposed to me as she encouraged Todd to undress and come over to her. I had been lost in the moment and almost forgot he was there. She wanted him too… asking for him to give her his cock in her mouth. I looked up from between her thighs as she took his cock in her hand and pulled his thick cock to her mouth and began to devour him with her hot mouth. I was encouraged by her thrusting against my face… I was licking her clitoris, probing her dripping.