" Don't be silly, sit down, pour yourself some coffee and I'll have these eggs ready in a jiffy." Two slices of toast popped out of the toaster, which... Lena buttered before placing them on a plate and covering them with the scrambled eggs. We were both famished and we cleared our plates quickly.Lena smiled across to me and said, "Boy, don't this sex lark make a girl hungry?" I burst out laughing; Lena was a different person since my declaration of love for her. She seemed more relaxed, even. Now a couple tears broke free and ran down her cheeks. He always had a way of putting things in perspective."Tell me, how do you feel after sassing your mother?" What do you mean?" How do you feel about yourself? Does it make you feel good?" It's not about that, dad, it's about what she did," she whimpered."It's exactly about that, Ashley. First of all, I don't believe you hate your mother and if you do, your hate is badly misplaced. Your mother did a terrible thing. Sometimes good people do. I cried out in shock as a warm spurt of my pussy juice gushed out, onto the palm of my hand. That had never happened to me before, but then I had never cum so hard in my life! I continued to cum against my hand, rocking my hips back and forth lewdly.Suddenly I realized that Mark must have heard me orgasm just outside his room, and that I was probably only seconds away from discovery. I quickly picked myself off the floor and rushed back to my bedroom. I knew that having sex with Mark was now my. ..her!”“You alright?” asked Lennard's friend. “You look a bit pale.”“Yeah, the water just got cold, is all,” Lennard barely managed.“Sure. I'll leave you. See you in the main hall later?” With that, the sudden intruder left.Lennard looked down where he saw Lara slurping his cock into her mouth in an awkward angle so her head would not bob against the shower curtain characteristically.“You are,” he began, then, almost singing, “iiin,” then moaning, “sooo muuuch,” then grunting as she pumped his.