Did he spy on other people as well, or was I the lucky one? "In the bathroom, on the shelf is some nail polish. A dark red that matches my dress." "Ye... Miss." In a flash, Nigel returned and knelt next to me. I presented him with my left hand and he held it in his. slowly and carefully (and with some expertise) he painted each nail in turn. Then he moved over to the other side of my chair and painted the nails of my other hand. I held them up and looked them over: he'd done a very nice job.. "YouOK?" Beth asked gently as she sat beside me. I nodded then shookmy head, "I don't know, Beth." I swallowed hard as a tear escapedmy defences. She took me into her arms and held me close. "Shh,"she whispered, "It will be OK. Don't hold back." I didn't. Aftera good cry, I really did feel better. Beth told me that Jools hadbeen increasingly worried about me over the previous week. I hadseemed flat and cold and she was worried that I was not dealingwith things. She was right. I did not know it. She licked slowly in circles, occasionally darting into that sweet hole, until Olivia was frenzied with need.“God yes, eat my cunt!” Liv cried out as Christine sucked on her clit, and inserted a single finger, moving it in and out faster and faster.“You like sucking my clit, don’t you, Christine?” Olivia asked firmly.Christine nodded as she added another finger, and then another. She rammed her fingers into Olivia and prepared herself for the gush of liquid that was imminent.“Oh. Fuck. Yes!”. Enveloped in the tunnel of mutual friction-able gratification. Donna was getting herself off reasonably quietly right next to the young couple. Working her clit with one set of fingers and another set of digits deeply stirring her moist mature motherly slit.A hedonistic trinity. A carnal threesome on the assembly line of climax. A triumvirate of happiness exploding through individual bodies in instances of their lives.Donna shamelessly felt the pleasure plateau popping through self just before….