He nodded again when she passed him, never taking her eyes off of the boy who was likely in shock. Someone needed to wrap him in a blanket, to keep hi... warm.“Come.” She beckoned him. There was a coat in the director’s room. Eddie followed.The rack had fallen, but the coat was thick and large. She held it open for the boy who walked into it. After wrapping that around the standing child, she locked the office door behind them.Sobs for the fate of her friend, whom Ellen could absolutely not help,. "Who ... who are those girls!?" my Mother asked recovering from her shock."Micheal!! Patrick!!" our four sisters called rushing down the stairs from the second floor. They too stopped in stunned shock at the foot of the stairs when they spotted the four young women with us.In the meantime the O'Connell Sisters and the O'Toole Sisters were staring around them at the house and its furnishing as well as the other women and girls. All of them appeared to be shocked."Hi Mom! Hi girls!" Pat and I. He said that as I was so cold and if I didn’t mind, he’d skip the preliminaries and maybe we can do that later. I was okay with that and I dropped my jeans and boxer shorts. He helped me step out of them, telling me how good I looked in the eyes of an old man. Such a moment was so good for me too; just being there and stripping without inhibition, watching the look on his face and the way he eyeballed me. He sniffed me again and fondled me. The warm touch was so good. I replied that he may be. Jean followed my instructions, hands holding the bed head for support, kneeling with legs on either side of my upper body and head, pussy parted over my face. I looked up at her snatch, admired her labia framing her open gash. Just before contact between her pussy and my mouth I told her I wanted her to fuck me. Initially we had no rhythm together, but with practice we gradually got there. Jean found she could place her pussy on my mouth just so to get maximum benefit from my lips, mouth and.