“My apologies,” Lydia said, blushing and looking away. “I expected that you still would be bathing.”“It’s alright,” Elizabeth answered, ...nowing full well that whatever transpired during the conversation would make its way to her brother’s ears. “It felt as though I had been in the water for days.”“I get lost in my own thoughts when I am in the tub,” Lydia admitted. “I came to check on you before I depart. Joseph tries but I know full well that his idea of hospitality consists of telling you to. Jenny’s knees buckled when she heard those words. Tory’s filthy mouth was one of the things that Jenny was attracted to when the two of them had first started chatting online. Jenny has lost count of how many times she had creamed herself hands free from their intense cyber sessions. “Filthy…faggot…cum whore”, Tory continued whispering all the while licking globs of sticky cum from Jenny’s ear, hair and cheek. They kissed hard each letting their mouthfuls of creamy goo slide back and forth over. I’ve put in a IV line to keep you hydrated and provide some nourishment and now I’m going to sedate you again.”“Nancy, I know this is highly irregular but you are going to have to stay with me in this hotel room until the end of your sentence and the authorities give you your passport back.” Stephen tried to explain the agreement he’d reached with the judge, fortunately one more favourable to me than the judge who gave the original sentence. “They have paroled you into my care for the remainder. She stopped, lying back against the tub, she pulled Tom towards her. Tom placed his hands on the tub wall, while facing Sara. She moved him in and positioned them so that Toms dick was right in front of her lips. She took his cock with her mouth and began the movement Tom loved so well, sucking and nibbling as she went all the way down taking him all in. Reaching for the ‘toy’ she placed it on her finger and began to move about Tom’s body. Up and down one thigh across his balls to the other.