I still could remember the good feeling, how his warm skin felt so good, so nice, so right. And his hand around my cock… I couldn’t have asked for...more, but I couldn’t have asked for something worse either. It was 9AM in the morning and I was still in my bed, and Britney’s face kept flashing before my eyes. Each time, it seemed more distant, more faded. So beautiful, so pretty and so proud of her boyfriend… who had just cheated on her yesterday. With me. I wondered if David had cheated on her. . That sounds great." Charlotte slowly turns to look towards Adam, who's busily slicing a piece of cooking meat at top speed.Kevin starts to walk passed Charlotte and smacks her hard on the ass, leaving a bright red hand mark "Hurry over to the chef!" The added jolt of adrenaline gets her to do exactly as she's told, walking at a brisk pace over to Adam's side, where she quietly waits.Right after Adam finishes serving the sliced lamb to one of the customers, he turns to Charlotte, massages her. She turned to me, and snapped, "You are kidding, right? Is this a joke?" She waved the certificate at me. "Because if it is, it's not a very funny one!" No, my darling sister," I told her, angry at the two hell-hounds that masqueraded as her parents. "The joke was on us, for thirteen years!"She searched my eyes, but saw only truth, pain, anger for all those missed years, and compassion for her. Then Rachel threw the certificate away, and buried her face in her hands and sobbed, harder than. An hour later June came back by herself. She started taking her clothes off as soon as she closed the door."Again?" asked Bob, smiling."Of course." she said, unashamed. "Talking about Becca made me horny."Ten minutes later Bob suckled at a stiff nipple as he gently slid his rampant member into June's pussy and she gave a moan of relief."Is this what you want Denny to do to Becca?" he asked, pushing hard and mashing her cervix with the tip of his prick."We're not here to talk about what he does.