So who’s fault is this?Mine?Right. But you need to really accept blame 100%, not just say it. That’s the first step in repairing this.So bitch, wh...’s fault was it he was fucking other cunts?My fault.It was entirely your fault wasn’t it?Yes.It wasn’t his fault at all was it?No Sir.And what do you when you are at fault?I don’t know.You apologize, for starters.Right, ok so I should go apologize to him? But I don’t know what to say.Tell him you are sorry. Tell him you are sorry for coming over. "What rules?"Janie raised a finger and pointed it at him. "We'll never 'shack up.' You're not getting this cow for free." She poked his bare chest with her finger. "I won't lie to my parents." The next jab was a little more forceful. "If they ask how you can afford the things you do, I'll tell them. I won't let you pretend to be something you're not."She pushed him back onto the bed and looked down at him."I want you to stop hiding, to be yourself with them and with me."She crawled atop him.. " We should call the police." No," Laura shook her head. "It would get really ugly. They would try to imply that I wanted it."Sholandra frowned. "You know, it's awful. But it kind of makes me horny, just hearing about it. I'm sorry."Laura stroked her cheek. She understood what Sholandra was feeling."I know we can't... do it or anything," Sholandra said. "Because you're still hurting. But maybe I could just... oh, I don't know..." Just hold me? Just kiss me a minute?"Laura opened her arms and. As my seed rebounded off the back of her throat, she instinctively tried to pull back but, conveniently, Heather’s hand was there to prevent it. That made her reflexively swallow. I’m not thinking she was a fan of the taste as she grimaced but she knew better than to try and fight Heather. Four more squirts shot into her mouth, all of which she swallowed. Spent, my cock immediately began to shrink and slid from her face. Heather then released Jessica’s head.Heather, from behind Jess, gestured.