Another part of me could not care less and hoped they took some pleasure in our heat, so openly exposed if anyone cared to look. My pants were soaked ...s if I had been holding a leaky bucket, but my cock was still hard. Looking into her eyes I could see her eyelids flutter half closed. A soft squishing sound immediately caught my attention, as did the rhythmic movement of her arm under the table."Almost there," she breathed, and I could tell that she was pressing her fingers deep inside of. That bastard doesn't feel any guilt or remorse what-so-ever for what he's done. Truth be told, if I never have to talk to him again it wouldn't bother me one bit." God, it makes you wonder what makes a guy like that tick." Kim commented."Don't know," Dana said. "But from what little he has said it's obvious that he's a very sexually frustrated man and that prostitute's somehow seem to represent a painful mirror of his own inadequacies. Apparently for all his life there's been a pattern of. They were happy to allow that, so I wore some old baggy clothes to go to work to clean out my desk. When I returned from work, Leslie met me at the door and gave me a big hug and kiss. She said, "Get out of those ugly, baggy clothes and we can celebrate our new life Princess." To be called princess shocked me and excited me at the same time, so I began to strip my baggy clothes and handed them to Leslie. Then she said "Princess get in the bathroom, and I'll run a bath for you, but first we'll. "OK, Wesley. I hope you know what you're getting yourself into. I'll tell you what. Why don't you go into the kitchen and get the pitcher of orange juice and a couple of glasses while I use the bathroom. This is going to take a while."I stopped by my bathroom on the way to the kitchen. When I came back to the room with the orange juice, Mom was just putting extra pillows near the headboard so we could sit up and talk. She took her glass of orange juice in one hand and held onto one of my hands..