" he said obviously trying to get a handle on it all."Don't worry, everyone gets swept up in the 'damsel in distress syndrome' once or twice. It's all...that knights in shining armor bullshit from fairy tales." I said honestly."What are we waiting around here for? I mean everyone has gone." Mike asked."We are waiting for a phone call from Jen." Oh is she going to call?" I certainly hope so," I said. Mike didn't know that I had a date with Mosby. What we did know at that point was that my evening. She had a black singlet on and over it she was wearing a pink jumper with a zip up the front. She was usually pretty fashionable but she looked nice in what she wore around the house anyway. A lot of the time in summer she wouldn't wear panties but just a dress so sometimes I would catch a flash of it.Kat sat down across from and said “fuck I'm cold as man” and she placed her legs under the blanket. I hadn't zipped up yet and didn't even try because I thought it would have looked suspicious.. . because... I... hhhhaaaaahhhhh... I’m coming... yes... yes... hhhhaaahhhh... nooo... oowwwww!”Quentin groaned and gasped as he jetted... hearing Melissa whimpering as she jerked and squirmed in the fierceness of her own orgasm.It was good... oh so very good... Both of them were breathing heavily as Melissa slumped down upon Quentin. “Lovely,” she sighed.“Mmmm... yes,” said Quentin, patting the soft-warm bottom which, in former days, he had so often made squirm for very different reasons.. "He did not comply with the dismissal instantly. Instead he turned towards Page and Willow. He moved with exaggerated slowness towards the girls, looking them up and down. Page gave a little shutter when he casually ran a finger across the skin on her right breast that was being puckered by the needles. "You must have similar tastes as Blackmon," he mumbled. "This one has breasts almost as lovely as his slave Page."He then passed behind Willow, again running his fingers across her marked ass.