Sleep had not been quick in coming, in either of their rooms. Still, their anxiety to get home, and to see one another, had awakened them, before thei... wake up calls had come in. Maggie sat close, leaning on Mike's shoulder, with her hand in his lap, holding his hand. The sound of the engine lulled her to sleep, and she slumped against him. Her hand lost it's grip on his, and lolled in his lap. He put both hands on the wheel, and tried to concentrate on the road, but his prick kept drawing his. ."”Ooh, that’s very naughty,” she teased.She spread her legs further apart and leaned her head back. The wetness was visible on the material as I continued shooting."How naughty do you think you can be?" I asked."How's this?" she asked as one hand appeared on her upper thigh.She slowly moved her fingers along the top of the stocking and over the wet patch between her legs. I heard her gasp as her fingers trailed over the wet material covering her sopping pussy."That's it," I prompted. "Keep it. . . how long have you been there,” she asked. But her tone was almost a dead giveaway for the fact that her excitement still remained. In her mind, she was fully determined to finally see her Daddy’s cock up close.“I would say several minutes, pumpkin. They cancelled the trivia in the lounge because very few showed up,” he said, quickly zipping up his pants and moving more towards her bed. She had raised the sheets to hide her nakedness, but being so horny from talking dirty to Mike, she. It was Richie's Saturday and Cass and Shelley had worked together to cook us a good sized roast. My two provided dessert while Howard brought us a selection of nice wine.When we entered, Nick joined Cass in the kitchen where they hit the cooking wine while Cass released Shelley to play hostess to their younger guests. Prue went with her and when Ange arrived a minute later she followed without needing to ask where they were.Howard joined Richie and I as we assessed whether to dress the inside.