She stuck her tongue out and strained her head to try to reach my sopping pussy. I could stand it no longer, I sat down and ground my bare pussy into ...er face and mouth. I rocked back and forth every few seconds letting up so she could breathe. I could hear her slopping and sucking at my cunt and I fucked her face even harder. I sat on my heels and reached around to spread myself for her. I commanded her to stick her tongue straight out. I sat down letting her tongue slide into my tight little. I found my bowl in the darkness and shoved my face down into it.I'm pretty sure it was Campbell's Beef and Noodle soup. Cold. He'd just dumped it right out the can like he was feeding dogs.The crying abated, I think the girls fell asleep, I dozed but had returned to my shell just in case he showed up unexpected. It was the best I could manage. There wasn't any point in being in the 'parole state'. There was nothing I could do in my current situation.Again, I had no idea how much time had passed. Central heating tends to make wood do funny things. Such as strangethings that creak in the night's coolness or so I mused.The confounded door still seemed to be an insurmountable barrier as myfeet felt heavy as lead. My own indecisiveness was making me angry. Whydid I feel resolute one minute and then feel these moments of self-doubtthe next?I paced around my bedroom barely taking my eyes off the plank of woodwhich I would have to step through if I had any hope of a better lifethan this. You're it! When and how did you meet your husband?"She warmed to our game almost instantly, as did Rebecca, Millie, and Colleen. Nothing like getting the dirt on your girlfriends to lighten the mood. "Thomas was a rich boy in our neighborhood. He had a new car, money in his pocket, and was leaving Branson to go to pre-law at Michigan, then on to law school at Yale after graduation. His life was all planned and settled by his father. Thomas, Senior was an iron-fisted son of a bitch. He treated.