From that night we didn’t talk, well occasionally if we need anything from each other. It took us maybe a week before we started to act normal again..., that was when he got sick of flu. I had to take care of him. So I always bring him food in his room and give his medicines until he felt a bit well. He was almost fully recovered. One night I came to his room to bring him his antibiotics and water. He was already lying on his bed. He’s okay now, but still a bit weak. When I opened the door he’s. Her rounded hips were swaying rhythmically as she walked. Her long dark blond hair was cascading over her shoulders. Peter was hypnotized by the sight. He wanted desperately to reach out and touch her. His natural shyness was about to vanish. Then, he was overcome by an inexplicable fear. What if she just disappears? What it would be to know that she was gone. Peter’s passion was becoming obsession. For a brief moment, he wished he hadn’t seen her at all. Then, he tried to convince himself that. I watched as they got more into it, with each thrust of the vibrator and their tongues they really got into it, at one point I picked up the second vibrator and handed it to Susan who promptly pushed it into Barbara pussy—I heard her moan and both of them really started getting into it with each other—I could hardly believe what I was watching and I started to get hard again, I started to play with their breast and their nipples but most of all was watching them enjoying themselves. I watched. She briefly saw image of Josh's head buried between Sarah's tits. "Am I turned on of this?" Mary was thinking. "I cannot, young boy…actually he is a man now, burying his face in my friend's breasts."Sarah was struggling with the situation. She could not move as Josh was still sobbing and now his head was even deeper in cleavage and his hand was on her thigh, and it was partly touching her ass cheek. It was there from the beginning, but she became more and more conscious of it and thoughts ran.