“Right, you get changed, and I’ll carry her to bed” I told Ashleigh, scooping Grace off the bedI carried her to her room, and tucked her in bed....I went downstairs and joined Ashleigh and my mom in the lounge“Where’s Grace?” My mom said, as I sat next to her“In bed, she isn’t feeling to good” I replied“I hope it wasn’t my cooking!” she laughed“No, you are an excellent cook” Ashleigh said, rubbing my mom’s thigh“Thanks Ash” she saidWe sat watching a movie, Ashleigh ended up with her head on my. I spit on my fingers and started to finger my ass. This i had practiced many times, anticpating this moment. Once he was hard and sufficiently lubed i started to liftt my legs up, lying on my back, until he said, "Nope, Not like that fag, on your hands and knees." I obeyed and crawled onto my hands and knees, waiting for the blissful moment of penatration. As he said, he wasn't gentle, but i didn't care. He thrust in so quickly i saw stars, it hurt a lot but after a minute my pain was. Marissa was staring at William with an open mouth.Not for the first time, Ling wondered how it was that the Carter men were so blind to women's advances. She said, "Marissa is a private investigator. Seduction is a good method for investigating." It's an advantage in getting the information my clients want from men who are helpless when faced with an attractive woman," Marissa answered."Okay. I assume she's good," William said after a glance at his mother. He recalled that she had recognized. He kept his left hand pressed against the area.I did my best to keep him still. Of course, the gurney he was on was secured to the floor and he had a strap wrapped around him so he wouldn't fall off, but he would move going around the corners if I wasn't there."You're Leslie's friend, aren't you." Yes, I am." Nancy. Right?" Yeah." Well, this is a hell of a way to get you to go out with me."I laughed when he said that. "You're funny." I wasn't trying to be funny. I would have said something.