"'She is doing it right now?' I thought, cheesing and bringing my right hand to the knob.I grabbed it, but failed to twist it. 'Does watching them eve... for a few seconds make me bitch? No one knows that they are meant to be together, hell, Ted might belong with me.'I bit my top lip and then felt a few drops of sweat flowing down my forehead. "Fuck it, I got to see what my competition is," I whispered, prior to cracking the door open.I peeked in there. 'Oh, she is sucking his cock, and they are. “You just have to make me feel bad, don’t you?” she yells, glaring at me, with hurt creeping into her face.“I am not making you feel anything! I thought that was a private moment between me and myself. So, now I am not supposed to masturbate either. My wife won’t make love with me so I literally take matters into my own hands, and now you are pissed about that. I have really tried to give you whatever it is you need on this trip, and I can’t win!” I say storming back into the treehouse,. HHr hand moved inside my panties again and her finger entered my wet hole.“Are you mommy’s slut?” she asked. “Yesssssss" I hissed. “Get down you little bitch" Mom pushed me roughly to my knees and she sat on the coffee table which was right in front of the boys. She used the leash to pull me between her legs which she spread. My ass was pointing at the Pete and James so I pushed it up and parted my knees as mom pulled my head to her pussy. “Lick mommy’s cunt like a good slut" mom said to me.. She wouldn’t lose it, but it had been a close thing, and she’d taken extensive damage from shards. These wounds would heal, her beautiful brunette locks would grow back despite the necessary shaving for stitches, but she would never get the last two fingers on her left hand back. His heart ached for her, and the loss of that ring finger felt like an omen. Jen… “The baby?” he asked, terribly afraid for the blonde. Despite her initial fears, she’d begun to enjoy the pregnancy, looking eagerly to.