She sat down on the edge, reached over for the box of tissues, and started to wipe the cum off my front. I kept my penis covered with my hands. 'Come ...n, mind your hands,' she said, pushing them out of the way and causing me to expose my young penis to her. She took hold of my penis, held it up, and wiped the eye and around my glans with some tissue, removing the come that remained. 'Mum, this is embarrassing,' I said.'Embarrassed? Oh, everybody masturbates darling, so there's nothing to feel. Now Lisa was on her knees grabbing for the tub of ice cream which was now loosely melted she spooned a generous helping onto Layla’s stomach and upper thighs. ‘Oh my god that’s cold, but so nice’ ‘I want to put it inside you and lick you till you can’t stand it anymore’ Layla’s head spun, whether with the alcohol or the drunkenness of desire she couldn’t tell or care. She watched as Lisa licked a mouthful of ice cream and her body shuddered as her friend’s mouth, cold with the ice cream,. I curled them up so I could reach your g-spot. I wanted you to feel a sensation that you couldn’t possibly give to yourself. You were grabbing the sheets and the mattress at this point, but it couldn’t stop you from squirming. Your moans were interspersed with heavy panting, and your back was starting to arch. I knew you were at the edge, so I started moving my hand up and down while hitting your g-spot. You let out a scream and your legs trapped my head in between them as I kept pleasuring. This time it was a text message. Now, I reluctantly got up and shuffled over to my phone. I picked it up and tried to focus my eyes on the text message, but I was having a hard time. Finally, I read the text. It was from Tina’s Mom. It read “Shooting at the college campus. More than 50 dead and over 200 injured. Been texting Tina since I heard it on TV. Can’t reach her. HELP!” My heart skipped several beats.That text made me sound the alarm in the Chateau. I called Tina’s Mom. She was frantic.