A purse was tied to her belt but thrust out of sight into a slit. Monica also had an eight-inch ‘eating knife,’ and a pair of boots was on the flo...r by the door.An empty chamber pot was next to her bed. She used it, went to the single stand and rinsed with the provided pitcher of water and basin. No soap, no toothbrush, no comb, no mirror. She had arrived.After combing through her hair with her fingers, Monica donned her boots – no socks – ouch, and descended to the common room. The windows’. I took the oil and poured it over her lovely boobs, navel, and ass, and started rubbing it nicely.I lifted her up and whispered into her ears, ” Geeta today I’m going to show you paradise. Saying this I threw her on the bed and spread her legs and started eating her pussy. Her pussy was bright pink and juicy, I kept drinking her juices. Her pussy was heaven, it tasted and smelt so good.She was enjoying so much and moaning. She was begging me to fuck her. I said not so soon. Then I moved up to. They didn't even notice. Jess continued grinding her wet sex against moms quivering body and playing with one of her massive sweat-slick tits, and mom continued making out with Jess's pretty face and gliding her hands all over my sister's arched back. I moved my cock forward a little in an effort to get some attention. Nothing. I moved forward a little more. Nothing. Finally I touched the tip of my throbbing cock to the place where both of the girl's faces met during their passionate kiss. “And I don’t even think you got off from that. I’m sorry, Karen - maybe you’re just in denial - but you’ve got to admit, all the evidence points toward you being a total lezzo babe.”I was so angry that I couldn’t even speak, and by the time I’d calmed down enough to retort, Simon had gotten up and left the room. I considered knocking on his door and inting on blowing him once more, but I’d had enough humiliation for one night. Instead I retired to my own bedroom, listening to the mix tape Simon.