As I passed Chris's room I could hear her sobbing. I stopped and peeked into her room, her door was ajar.She was on her bed with her head buried in he... pillow crying. I walked in and went over to her bed and sat beside her. "Chris," I said rubbing her back in an effort to comfort her. "Chrissy, what's wrong sis?" Go away!" She said shrugging my hand off her back."No," I said. "Not until you tell me what's bothering you." What do you care?" She answered, "You don't care about me anymore. You. I push two of my fingers into your snatch as far as they will go and slowly move them in and out, feeling the smooth, moist inner walls of your cunt clutch at them while I keep my thumb on your clit and make gentle little circular motions. You are very wet, and I notice that your nipples are very hard and pushing out against your top. The hem of your skirt barely covers our activity from the eyes of passing cars. I don?t think anyone in a car can see what I am doing to you, though an old. Some time later, he finally reached her shoulders.There was something else happening by then – a minor problem Jacob was doing his best to ignore. His goddess noticed it, too. Her very favorite part of Jacob was calling to his very favorite part of her. Elaine opened her mind to him to find out what he intended to do about his problem. Then she moaned and wiggled her rump that he was sitting on while he massaged her shoulders."You're up too high, Darling," Elaine cooed. "Scoot down a bit."Jacob. At that moment, Lauren opened the door and stepped out next to Scott. “Oh, hey Jack! How are you?” she greeted him.“Uh… Hi Lauren. I’m doing really good, thanks for asking.”She smiled at Jack, then looked to her boyfriend. “Ready, Scott?” she asked him.“Yeah. Oh, hey, Jack,” he said. “We’d like to get to know you better. What do you say you come over for dinner tonight, around eight o’clock?”“Well sure, that sounds good. Thanks. Can I bring anything?”“Maybe a bottle of wine?” Lauren.