‘Who left?’ Chris asked as he twined his arms around her. He rested his head on her shoulder and read the note. ‘Maybe he really had some import...ant work to do.’ ‘Maybe,’ Cassie said, but she was still troubled. Gavin did not usually do this. She thought back to their talk last night. Had she said something wrong? No, she decided, she had not. Maybe he really had work to do. ‘Good morning then,’ she said as she turned in his embrace and kissed him lightly. ‘It’s a good morning that’s going to. ?Totally humiliated, but out of my mind I instantly began fingering myself, first with one finger, then with 2. I couldn?t believe how wet I was, I knew the slightest touch to my clit would cause an instant orgasm.MissPeaches: ?Oh my you?re such a fat ugly slut, I bet your husband can?t even stand the thought of fucking you anymore. You?re daughters are cute though, are they sluts just like their mommypig??Soccermom: Continuing to finger myself, I began typing with one hand. ?My daughers. I was experiencing nirvana with the initial insertion and was basked in the ecstasy of it, but it was only the beginning. Once his head passed my sphincter, he continued with further, deeper penetration. The deeper he went - the more my head spun. My moaning was deafening until I could feel his balls against mine.Oh my God.Every part of my body tensed except for my ass. My ass pushed and ground against his groin in hopes of feeling the tiniest bit of added penetration he had to give. He drew. Sam and John had given up on trying to protect them. Willy could more likely protect any bodyguard that was assigned to him. All the kids had an ID tag attached to their lanyards showing where they were. The kids have all been taught to push the button if they are afraid of someone or if they see someone hurt. A large computer screen was being monitored by the Minutemen showing where all the tags were. By holding the mouse pointer over any one of the tags, the name would come up. If a button.