She glanced back to the TV momentarily.“I’ll think about it.”“Only think about it?”“I’ll think about it. It will cost you though.“She ...xtended her tongue and flipped it up and down. I knew what she meant.“Why don’t you ever wear those lovely Basques anymore?”“They don’t fit me. They used to, they don’t anymore. Simple.”“That’s no excuse.”“It is to me. I may try them on sometime in the future, let’s just say I’m working on it.”“Doing what?”“I’m working on it.” She was insistent that she was. My heart was racing, my breathing growing more rapid. My cock was coming to full attention. I could not wait another second to take him in my mouth.As I backup to plunge it in, he pulled me violently by the hair and d**g me to the bed. He was trying to throw me on the bed by my hair. I threw myself on the bed to lessen the pain. He forced me on my back and pulled me by the hair until my head hung over the edge of the bed. The camera man zoomed in on my boner, which was fading fast with the pain. Although Peter felt terrible for what he did while his mother burned, his arousal in no way disappeared. The fire in the hallway was getting intensely hot, especially for Jessica who was only wearing a tank top and underwear, they had to leave. They ran into their mother's bedroom and used the ceiling hatch to get to the attic. Once they were up there they had to quickly dodge the flames to get to the roof window since half the attic was already on fire. As they were making their way past the. You know that.’‘Fine! You always know how to tease me. So, does that mean we have to wait until everyone else leaves?’‘That’s right!’‘Ughh, I was afraid you would say that!’‘Lol, you know me well. But until then, I can give you a small detail to help you survive.’‘Now that’s more like it! What is it?’‘While you busy fucking your wife thinking of me, I was busy fucking my husband thinking of you.’‘Oh, my God! Really? I can’t believe it! Damn!’‘Lol, I am glad I was able to brighten up your mood a.