I bet the little slut is probably a fucking prostitute." She turned towards him, "You better not be checking out that whore!"She caught him off guard..., "Umm no honey, I was just..."She crossed her arms, "Typical male." She stomped off with him following about three steps behind her, pushing their cart.I knew what I needed to do. I picked out the hamburger, and chicken breast. Now I was going after that sausage. I shadowed them, exchanging occasional glances with him, being sure to make eye. I by this time was in turmoil; I am straight, I am sure of that. However, as I watched Tom's tongue probe her cunt, I was insanely jealous. When Tom had finished, I suggested that he might like to give Izzy some attention. I then took Ingrid by the hand and led her of the train. Not a word passed between us; we began to kiss each other with passion our tongues meeting and saliva being shared. My mouth went to her other lips, and I nibbled gently on them my tongue then probed deeply inside her. But if you don't want to I understand."Emily turned slightly to look at Michelle, her eyes dreamily looking at her, her voice lucid and relaxed."I love this; I just didn't want to take advantage of your offer." You aren't. I can feel how tense your body is. We could see if one of the massage rooms is available or we could stay here. That's if you want to continue." I would love to continue, but not here. I think I've been in here too long as it is. My mind is starting to play tricks on me. It. “You also told us you’re not girlfriends, though. We look forward to the day that changes, but in the meantime, try to show some appreciation for all her effort. We were ready to punish you and split you both up, but she convinced us she will take care of you, so you have her to thank for that.”I blushed. It really did sound like my parents expected me to obey her. Still, at least they had given up on tearing us apart, or keeping me home. Trusting her to look after me wasn’t such a bad thing,.