A. Way.’ Sticking her hands in her pockets, there was a half-lit realization that she’d slept in the clothes she wore the day before, Jane turned ...nd was halfway back to the bedroom, when – Buzzzzzzzzzz. ‘Whaaaaaaat?’ Jane fairly whined, resisting the urge to slam her head into wall beside the intercom. ‘Jane, honey,’ came Carrie’s voice, her friends clearly no longer laughing, ‘It’s not Sunday…’ Downstairs, the three of them exchanged glances with each other as the door was buzzed open a long. “What is it?” my dad asked.“Mae and I need to talk to you and Karen.”The door closed and opened again. “All right. We’ll meet you in the living room.”We headed downstairs and stood, holding each other. “I am more scared of this than anything,” she said.“Karen is a good person. I think she’ll be fine with you.”My dad appeared in a robe and sat on the sofa. Karen sat beside him in a long flannel gown. “What is it you need to talk to us about?” she asked.“Len just asked me to marry him,” Mae. Sana by now had pushed aside her panties and thrust her fingers in her own pussy. She had never seen nor heard of anything like what she was seeing right now, and it was simply out of this world! The sexiest woman in the world - according to her - was getting fucked like a bitch-in-heat by her own dog and she was masturbating to it like some cheap slut! As she pushed her fingers in her cunt she saw at the sexy slut looking back at her with a lust-filled look in her eyes. As if by mental. Even as she told herself she should turn and go back outside, she crept closer, until she could peer through the small crack of space between the door and frame. Only a portion of the bathroom was visible to her, but her line of sight allowed her to see Ron perfectly, sitting on the back of the toilet, masturbating while he stared out the partially open blinds. As her eyes locked onto Ron's penis, Pam stifled an audible gasp just before it left her lips. His hand was rapidly stroking up from.