You’re so beautiful, just like her. How is your Mom?” A sad look washed over her face and she said, “My Mom passed away about a month ago in a t...rrible car accident.” I could see the tears coming and I offered her a compassionate hug, telling her how sorry I was, that her Mom was taken from the world way too early in life, and that I had always hoped, somehow, that we might reconnect some day. She said, “Mom always told me the same thing.” She reached in her purse and pulled out an envelope. Kristen knew that they were mocking her, but it didn't matter to her in the slightest as long as they kept fucking her. She was so tired now that her pleas were more like soft moaning, she couldn't even buck back against their thrusts, and when they spanked her - even though her ass was bright red and sore - she couldn't do more than whimper.Finally, she knew that if she could just have one more orgasm, she'd be able to cum."Please," she whispered, her voice husky from begging, "Please, just. "That's a bit more than clinical detachment!" commented Misty, a little bitterly."More like clinical callousness," agreed Miranda with a smirk, "But then I'm used to the more goofy variety of mad scientists. No offence!"Dave extracted himself from the awkward position he'd gotten himself into with the table and sat up straight. "None taken!" he assured as volunteers came to clear the dishes away, "But don't be too hard on Kathy. She's just that way with new people."Miranda shrugged and stood up. I looked down at Billy’s cock and saw it coming back to life and instructed the girls to turn around which they happily did, the sight of two fine arses was a real turn on, both slim and shapely.I reached forward and started to rub Angie’s cheeks and slowly pulled them apart exposing her tight little butt hole and Billy followed my lead with Lisa. My fingers were running up and down her crack and I heard her moan a little as I touched on her button and then bending her forward I moved closer to.