Pam just seemed to smirk victoriously while Stacey grabbed for the sheet and covered herself--at least for a few seconds. Seeing Pam still standing th...re brazenly exposing her charms, Stacey dropped the sheet and gave Pam a “so there” sneer. Vickie was calmly sitting against the head of the bed dressed exactly like the other two and making no effort whatsoever to cover herself while she watched the floor show Pam and Stacey were putting on.“What the hell is going on in here?” I demanded, barely. Vince had a hold of Teresa's head and moving it up and down on his long thick rod. The ache between my legs was almost unbearable now as I could feel my juices flowing inside me. I was slick inside and every time I moved I could feel my red swollen pussy lips sliding past each other. I looked over at the door and saw I had locked it, the hell with it I said to myself I cannot resist anymore. Slowly I pulled my long dress up and slid my hand inside my wet panties. Oh god I was soaking wet and. That feels good!" She moaned and reaching for his rigid member, gave it a squeeze."I wanted to say something to her," Helen said after recovering her senses, "like you know, can we really do this? But that didn't seem appropriate, because we were alone in the house, so of course we could do it." What resulted was that while I was trying to figure out what to do, my cousin kissed me again and suddenly I didn't feel as if I had to ask her if we could really do this anymore. I felt reassured. It had to end sooner or later. And it could have been worse. Anne’s fiance just got busted by the Feds, after months of her family and friends warning her about him. She dared to believe in him, she thought she loved him, then she had to let him go. It was for the best, for her and her career. But I know she’s really messed up over it. This night out is part of the therapy, the best I can give. She and Anne had been good friends since they had filmed The Devil Wears Prada together a few years.