In response, I felt for her full breasts, and was rewarded with a nice full handful, and a low moan from her. I slipped a couple of buttons of her woo...len top open, and found that she only had a bra under that. My hand slid under the bra and I caressed and kneaded her big breast and nipple - which resulted in more moans from her.I decided to take charge of the situation, so I broke off the kiss (despite enjoying the attentions of her very SPAMSPAMSPAMSPAMly tongue), and said "Upstairs." She. Her baby was gone.Oh, dear gods, no ... What had become of her baby?There was movement at her foot of the bed, and a strange creature arose. It had a black hood, rather like the night-wing she had around herself, but this hood was not alive. It had been sewn, and fitted tightly around the creature's head and eyes. All Tsanja could see of it that looked alive was the lower part of its face, its red lips.Tsanja contemplated it with a sense of horror. It could be a Felthing, Tsanja supposed, but. Mind made up, I ridiculed my husband inside my head, he was a CUCK and would stand aside as these men gratified themselves in my holes, Oh God I craved them as my hand rested on the handle and turned it a little, quietly and stealthily, feeling it come to a halt and the door give way a little, only stopping as it hit my toe, the crack was visible, it was open and my heart pounded, as the waft of cooler air came through and the men were now within range.I slowly let the handle return to its. I felt her up and ran my nails down her back. Much to my delight, she was ever-so compliant, and even went so far as to make a few noises here and there, which she had to shut up immediately. A good hour or so later, one of the guests announced that he had to go home, and the other friend said that she might as well go home too. She drove them home. I asked her if I was going home too because, well, it was a fair conclusion to jump to. "You're coming home with me," she smirked. That was enough.