Her face looked terrible. Grant was literally scared out of his wits. He held her tightly and tried to calm her by whispering hushes in her ear. Mary...gladly accepted this consolation. She moved onto his lap and curled up in his warmth. She wasn’t exactly used to these dreams, but it did make things far more manageable with someone there to help her through. ‘Mary hun, what’s wrong?’ ‘Nothing, I just have really bad nightmares.’ ‘What are they about, sweetie?’ ‘I don’t, don’t really want to. I suppose that I looked kind of foolilsh, especially since I was still holding the beer I'd gotten out of the refrigerator for her.Then she smiled and said, "I'll take that beer now."I handed it to her."Dinner will take about ten to fifteen more minutes, so let's get set up on the coffee table." Do you always get this dressed up to study?" I sounded a bit strangled, but I had to say something."No, I just wanted to look nice for you, and not like some tramp running around in cut-offs without a. Her nipples swelled as she savored the suction. The two slaves worked together as one, licking and sucking. Sucking and pulling. The third boy sat on his knees in front of her. The way her knees and ankles were bound to the wooden 'X' she had no choice but to accept his hungry mouth. With long slow strokes of his tongue, he drank up all the juices her hot little pussy spilled forth. He tasted her sweet honey, the slight saltiness of her sweat. He nuzzled desperately, wetting his nose in her.. Uncorking a bottle and pouring herself a glass she relaxed onto the sofawith her drink. Today was beginning to get out of hand but no matter howmuch she wanted to panic the feelings wouldn't rise. She knew thingswere wrong and that she had changed but it was as if her mind wastelling her to go along with it. She scratched idly at her wavy brownhair as she finished her glass and poured a second.Feeling a chill on her stomach she moved to pull her shirt down only tofind it was too short to do so..