I ducked inside noticing the lights were on but I saw no one in the room right away. As the door closed I saw someone over by the minibar. Audre... stood up and turned to face me holding a bottle of wine. “I was thinking a bottle of wine would be nice, what do you think?” She had removed her heels, and my shoes joined hers soon after. I walked towards her and thought about the cost of the wine, but then I took a single look at Audrey, her lovely smile, and sexy dress. I threw the whole. She softly folded against me and then began to sob. I held my mother as she was wracked by great, body wrenching sobs of agony. I could feel her tears soaking through my shirt. Anna got up and quietly left the room. I didn’t cry. I didn’t feel anything. I put my mother to bed in the spare room. She didn’t want to go in her bedroom. I didn’t blame her. I don’t think she’d slept in three days. I came back down in the living room, I didn’t see Anna at first. She was sitting out on our back. I began panting as he increased his tempo, grazing my prostate, I felt light-headed and began to tremble. I knew they had done this before many times probably, they had some kind of telepathy between them. My cock was at its zenith, it was swollen and the skin was so tight. It felt was so hot from my shaft, through to my balls. Sitting up again, she laid alongside me, her mouth sucked on one of my nipples. Her hand, like her body had an elegant economy of movement as she took my hard shaft. It. ‘But I want you.’ I gazed down at him, weak with relief. ‘I — I want you too.’ ‘Thank God,’ he muttered, releasing my waist. There was a soft swishing sound, a slight breeze and suddenly I was standing there in nothing but my knickers, my dress in a crumpled heap around my ankles. ‘Wow.’ Standing up for a better look, Adam appeared gratifyingly stunned. ‘How could you possibly believe you aren’t beautiful?’ Heart thudding noisily in my ears, I took the hand he offered and stepped out of my.