"Upstairs."Both women stood up and made their way quickly up the steps to their bedroom. The moment they were in the room their lips were locked again...in a passionate kiss. Hands snatched at clothes and tossed them across the room as they made their way to the bed. Zippers were quickly unzipped, buttons forced opened and bras ripped off carelessly as they fell onto the bed, still locked at the lips. Grace smiled down at her fiancé and straddled her hips, grinding herself on top of her. "You. “Yes, Sir! Oh yes, I would love that Sir!” I say, trying to keep quiet but making you chuckle as you lean back, patting my head softly. “Okay, baby- just relax. It’ll happen soon,” you say, and then you turn back to the conversation you were having before, sighing softly. I try to sit still at your feet, laying my head on your knee and letting my arms wrap around your calf and ankle, but I cannot, for the life of me. The idea of being put on display, made to cum by your hand, in front of all. "What, I'm no slut. I'm not going to play with myself in front of him." Actually dear, I know you and you are a slut. But fine. If you don't want him we'll take him for ourselves when we consummate the marriage. How about it? Want to film my new hubby and me."Truth be told, I would rather film Tammy, but there was something to be said for watching Stephanie in action."Well if Tammy is too scared," I said throwing a penetrating stare her direction, "I would love to tape you and Rick." Great. Why. I was upset about Jack but I decide to just put it behind me; everything should be fixed in the morning. I washed my underwear so that I could dry it and just wear it again. I come out in my towel and wet hair, Nate’s sitting on the bed. "Shower's free," I say lowly. I sit down on a chair near the radiator and put my panties and bra to dry while I watch TV for a bit. Nate’s still in the shower when I decide to put on my underwear, they feel dry enough so I start to put on my bra. Right as I.