”“Sweety, are you okay?”Allison paused and considered herself. ‘Am I okay? I don’t know, maybe Bethany knows. Bethany probably knows better ...han me.’ The delay was tearing Bethany apart. Finally, Allison spoke up, “I don’t know, I guess I feel okay.”“Do you know who I am?”“Bethany.” Allison smiled. Bethany looked so stressed, and her eyes were welling up. She wanted to (obey) comfort her.Bethany felt relief flood her soul. She hugged Allison tightly, elated that she could still form sentences,. After exchanging a few pictures and a nice phone conversation with the party host, I accepted an invitation to attend a hotel party on a cool winter weekend evening.The anticipation of attending a group party built throughout the day and a long work out, and a few drinks at a nearby pub helped stave off the excitement of enjoying a fun night of sexual activity.At the designated time I called the event host, and was directed to a local hotel where I was instructed to park my car at a nearby. The heat of her… I couldn’t believe my luck. I was actually having sex with Beth Rogers, bareback. Oh, my fucking God! She ground herself into me, rolling her hips back and forth. The sup and slop of her pussy was intoxicating, together with her melodic vocalisation. I loved her voice. She had a beautifully clear Australian accent, flat and slightly nasal. The sound of her mewling was such a deadly siren song. Her breasts, too, were amazing. Watching her squeeze the soft flesh and pinch. Esther then said, "So where are the rest of the kids; I saw—or rather I heard—Jack and Vixen in his room but I can't find any of the other kids." They were in Monica's room when we left them," DD said pulling Heather back to his lap and on to his suddenly once more very erect cock. He then asked, "Where's Molly, did you leave her with any juice to share?" Molly is on the phone actually," Esther said this with a worried look and DD suddenly got serious."Is everything okay?" I don't know; the.