He grabbed her and brought her body to close to his. She snuggled closer into his warmth as he held her. He was enjoying the quiet peace and was about...to doze off until he heard her call his name softly. He grunted in reply. He listened sleepily to what she asked. The time was now or never she thought. He couldn’t believe what he heard. He practically jumped up from his position to turn to her. ‘What did you say, Reagan?’ Jace asked, his tone hinting at surprise and slight annoyance that this. He un-snapped her bra and she wiggled out of it. Jenny was completely naked with her mouth on Adam’s cock and her ass and pussy pressed on the glass. Adam grabbed one of her breast and twiddle down to her nipples and squeezed, she moaned as he switched to her other breast. He stretched in-between her breasts and ran his hands to her pussy, he could feel the warmth and moisture on her lips and on the glass. Slipping his finger inside of her she rocked back to take in more of his finger. Her. Said it was my fault. I agreed. But only to him. I can’t blame myself. There was more to it than that. So much more. But that’s the way it goes. He’s over and done with me and I sit here rotting. Waiting for the scar tissue around the hole in my mind (where all of the things I believed about him have been distorted, warped, changed and ripped out) to harden. Waiting for the scars across my torn fingerprints to close and fade into one of the many lines that say so much without speaking. He. "Well, why don't you go get some clothes for her while Scott makes us all a nice cup of coffee. Then after you get back down here he can blow her up." Thanks mom," said Melissa cheerfully, running off.And so a few minutes later mom and daughter watched as Scott knelt over the doll, blowing into the inflation tube. On the floor beside her was a selection of Melissa's party clothes, including micro mini skirts, tight tops with low cleavage and bare midriffs, and a collection of cotton school.