"How... how'd I get... here... ?" I took you out of the chair after you exhausted yourself," he explained, "After about an hour, you'd cried yourself ...o sleep. How do you feel now?"Tonya had to think about it for a while; after all the torment she'd been through, she thought she'd be miserable, but... "I feel... okay, I guess..." More relaxed? Feeling better about yourself?" Mmmmmm...", Tonya thought for a moment, "Yeah, I do..." A lot less of the hurt that you were feeling?"Tonya had to think. ..without thinking about whether my stepmom could hear me or not...“Mmm ...yeah... Oh” I went as Henri was working around my private treat delights and: I loved it...loved it...loved it.“Sounds like Henri is hitting the right spots.” said my step mom...naked, unashamedly stunning in her birthday suit: right next to the table...watching me get licked out...and the tart was touching her own big erect nipples...and I took in her shaved space between her legs...and I saw her look lasciviously at. .."Buster had just showered when his door bell rang, and upon opening it he was puzzled by the group of six or seven young women all dressed alike. Silky white tops, short black skirts and black knee boots. All where made up alike which caused them to look like twins. The group just kinda came in without saying a word past Buster.In the apartment they formed circle around the confused male. As he was starting to ask what they wanted the blonde standing in front of him moved closer while at the. I couldn't see anything, no outline of her lips or stray pubic hairs sticking out, but I knew how close I was to seeing live pussy for my first time.I wasn't bored any more and I'm sure she wasn't either though I knew she didn't come into my room intending to get nearly naked with me to alleviate her boredom. Our boredom somehow sparked nudity. Perhaps there was a scientific explanation for it.My cock throbbed like it had a heartbeat. Vicky stared at it. The wet spot slowly became bigger.Not a.