Her large breasts pressed into my torso. Her arms gripped me as her tears stained my skin. I rocked her as she became incoherent.“I couldn't do it,�...�� I whispered. My hand stroked her back. Our children stared at us, not sure what was going on. They didn't need to know unless my wife decided to tell them. “It just didn't seem like a better world without you.”“Of course it would be,” she groaned, her voice choked by her emotion. “You made it into a paradise. You would have thrown that all away for. Fingers toyed with my left nipple, twisting it until it hurt."Don't play so rough, boys," I purred and the twisted stopped, replacedwith gentle rubbing. I tilted my head back and let the pleasure flowthrough me.Doug whispered, "This is so fucking sweet," and Barrel nervouslygiggled but I ignored them, relishing in the feeling of other people'shands. I may have moaned. Strike that, I assuredly moaned.Action on my right breast ceased for a second, returning in differentform. Suction formed around. She was the only one of the foursome who wasn't going to college, opting instead to apprentice with a local tattoo artist. Her friends knew she was bisexual, but they didn't know what kind of kinky fantasies she harboured about her friends and roommates.Before her sat Amy, a shy and petite Asian girl. She never too any risks in life unless pushed by her friends, but Stace suspected she had a deeply hidden exhibitionist streak to her, if college didn't bring her out of her shell, Stace intended. Both girls were panting for breath as their cunts meshed together their clits grinding in the soft torture of cunt flesh on cunt flesh. Brenna bent down and took, one of Christys tiny tities into her wet mouth letting her tongue flick over the stiff little nipple. Christy groaned into Brennas shoulder as the two increased the speed and pressure and pleasure of their cunt grinding. You hot little bitch, you have done this before havent you? Christy just nodded, as she slapped her tiny cunt.