It isn’t that I don’t want to leave. I desperately want out of here. I have not become some simpering sex maniac craving their cocks. I desperatel... want to go home and forget the last twenty-four hours ever happened. Instead, I stayed right where he ordered me to stay. I will never know why.KC and Paul returned from their rooms after changing clothes and I let them in. They didn’t even seem surprised to see me all alone in the front room with my belongings. They made me put the little blue. I just want to say Sorry" she said, reaching up and wrapping her arms around his neck. Her head to the side pressed against his chest, her smile quickly froze.On the screen of Father O'Maley's PC was a movie of him bending a young woman over his desk... was that.. Ashley? and was he... fucking her?! Just as she realized what her eyes were seeing, Father O'Maley returned her hug. "Thanks Mel.. I really appreciate that. So let's talk about your dating questions... Ok Mel?.. Mel?" Marcus O'Maley. Recovering the same road she'd driven over just the day before, Arabella quickly made her way across the Appalachians. It still wasn't lunch time when she started down the long steep grade into Monterey.Arabella was relieved to find everything in Monterey calm and peaceful as she drove into the town. She parked beside the small central park, adorned with the statue of some forgotten local hero and had walked to the old bandstand that she used to play on, before she realized that the only people. .uh...uhhhh.” Ellie collapsed, limp and sweaty.Grace pulled her face away from Ellie’s clit and her fingers out of her pussy. She only paused for a moment before licking Ellie’s juices off her fingers.“Ew! You mean you really like that?!” Ellie panted.Grace laughed in response, “Of course I do! It would really suck to be a lesbian that doesn’t like the taste of pussy.”“That’s not what I meant!” Ellie retorted indignantly, crossing her arms across her chest.Grace snaked her way up to the couch.