Layla asked me to allow her to stroke while I relaxed and enjoyed our fantasy…as I gazed around at the gathered audience watching and playing amongs... themselves, I noted it was the two young ladies holding my back…the men were watching, staring at the outlines of Layla's hands moving under my swimsuit…I followed their eyes back to the same spot, where Layla had settled in a steady method of one hand up and down my shaft for a few strokes while the other hand would roam from my balls and butt. Elise hugged her first. Mom wrapped her arms around her and smushed my sister's face between her big tits. Elise wrapped her arms around mom's waist and clung to her for several moments. I started to fear she might actually suffocate between those big melons, but then Elise let go and went to get her backpack.When mom hugged me up tight she crushed her boobs against my chest. She whispered that she loved me and even called me her little man. She even shimmied her tits against my chest before. "Well you are wrong, it is completely Nates fault. you have been through so much and he knew that, and yet he still acts like a douche bag towards you" Kevin says"Thank you guys for all the kind words, but I am not staying here to be alienated by Nate, and I am not breaking your friendship up, so until I find a new place I am going to stay somewhere else." I left before they could get any words in and try to change my mind. I picked up my duffel bag and left the flat. For awhile, I just drove. "Oh migod! Jesse! Oh migod!" she shrieked.The door to the outer office slammed open. "What's going on in here?" the receptionist demanded."Not a thing," Agent Stroud said. "The lady was just told what her main Christmas present will be. She is overwhelmed. Everything is fine." Disappointed no one was suffering the receptionist frowned as she closed the door behind her."Well, where do we sign?" Jesse asked. "I still have to take her Christmas shopping."Jesse looked down at the papers Stroud.