"What?" I asked. "What are you talking about?" Your little pity party," she said. "This whole 'woe-is-me, why does this always happen to me, why does ...verything I touch go wrong... ?' You know; the same bullshit you put yourself through every time something new pops up. Usually Allison is here to talk you through it, but she's off helping Christine deal with this because — unlike you — it's all new to her, and she's a leeetle tiny bit freaked out. So Allison isn't here to listen to you moan. But while I used my fingers to lubricate her rose with her own juices and loosening her up some more, I watched my two lesbian girlfriends begin pleasuring their Mistress Lindsey with the vibrating cocks they had grabbed from my toy box.I couldn't believe how quickly they were bringing themselves up to another orgasm. The symbols flying from Janice's mind suddenly captured my interest as I realized I was seeing all sorts of things I had never seen before.My attention was so absorbed in the. I could save the nastiest, filthiest porn sites in her favorites, on the computer she shared with my father.Over the next 3 days I sent dozens of fake e-mails to bogus addresses. Nobody received them, but they looked legit. I then printed them out and saved them in a password protected file.Here's one I sent to [email protected]."Dear Sis, I hate my life, Ronald is such a bad lover, I dream of fucking John. God I'm horny. I can't wait to leave him and take all his money. At least I have my. More lightning and thunder increased her distress. He took her into a windowless bedroom and shut the door to reduce the light and sound as much as he could. She clung to him until the storm moved past.She didn’t let him go. He liked the contact. Her body was pretty fit and her large, matronly breasts felt good pushed against him. His still virginal cock had swelled with the stimulation so he didn’t push her away. He’d never had a woman this close since being small with his mother. No words.