But there was nothing she could do to stop her mother from getting in her car and driving away.Gray turned to Abigail and gestured up the stairs. "Why...don't I show you to your room?"She nodded and followed him up the stairs. He showed her to a large but sparse bedroom on the first floor, complete with an en-suite bathroom. Apart from the bed, vanity and wardrobe, there was nothing else in the room bar a lonely armchair. "There is a study across the hall for you to do your work. We try to. He pushes in a litt then pulls it out, each time I hear a popping sound as it comes out. Ned says to me, "Be a good girl and gape that sweet little hole for me, put you arms back here and spread those fucking ass cheeks!" I feel like I am in another universe and the only thing exsiting there, is him and I, and all these intense fucking sensations. As I am face down spreading my asshole open, I can hear him breathing and making low "hmmmm" noises. I tell him to go in deeper, and he listens, he. We stood next to each other. “Oh my god!” I said, but she put shushed me and put her soft hand over my mouth. “Quiet!” she whispered. I held my breath. Not to listen to the steps coming from the elevator in the hallway, but to feel her hand. It felt like we were committing a felony. Human contact. Her hand on my mouth right in quarantine. I can’t remember the last time I had shaken a hand, and here this girl was pressing hers on my mouth. Our arms touched. My chest was heaving up and down,. “Do you ever watch yourself in the mirror?” she asks in a low, almost conspiratorial whisper.Alana looks at the floor sheepishly. “I do. I like to watch my fingers go in and out while I play with myself.”“I’ve got an idea. I like watching in the mirror, too.” she paused. “We’re about the same height and have close to the same hair color and style and body shape. Looking at you kind of reminds me of looking at me. Since we’re both feeling horny, will you let me watch you masturbate while I do it.