For the first time ever in my life I felt that I have done some horrible crime. I didn’t dare to leave my room. A while later my MIL knocked at my d...or. I lifted my face and saw her standing near the door. I bowed my head in shame. She came near me and asked me to look at her. I couldn’t able to do it. She removed my hands and lifted my face and looked deep into my eyes. I felt as if she is reading my heart through my eyes. I was not sure if I am looking at the same woman who couple of hours. “What about?” I pressed her.“It’s complicated,” came the predictable, inadequate reply.“I can’t really help you if you don’t tell me what happened, Izzy,” I said a little patronisingly.“What makes you think I need help?” she asked, her chin stuck out in childish pique.“Because you’re here,” I smiled. “You wouldn’t have come home if you didn’t want help.”“That’s a terrible thing to say!”“I meant, the fact that you came all this way tells me you’re unhappy. I want you to feel better by the time. "We should stop," she gasped."I know," Allison said, though she stole another kiss from Bethany's lips. When she pulled away, her eyes raked across Bethany's body with a hungry looking stare. "I'm so fucking horny." I need to do myself," Bethany admitted, hoping Allison wanted to do it, too."I better go back to my room." You . . .," Bethany started, thought better of it and then decided she didn't care. "Stay." And do it with you?" Allison asked, biting her bottom lip. Bethany nodded and it. My tits heaved together. My nipple rings flashing. Suddenly, Nathalie leaped onto the bed, now naked, and buried her face between my bouncing breasts. Her hands kneaded my tits as her lips kissed and sucked on the inner slopes.“Ooh, you little titty-slut,” I groaned as she kissed up my right breast, her fingers digging into my mounds.“I love your tits, Mistress Aingeal!” she whimpered. “They're so big and soft.”“Yes, they are,” groaned Sven.I shuddered as the naughty girl sucked on my nipple..