How will I know what to do or not to do, unless my boss tells me?"She kissed me again, longer this time. My hands squeezed her ass in that skirt. God ...id she have an ass. Like she inherited all the best things from mom so that they can both drive me crazy.I enjoyed the kiss, and wasn't even trying to stop it anymore.She stopped kissing me. Not saying a word about me removing my hands off of her ass. She smiled."And? Are my lips inappropriate behaviour or are they considered acceptable?"I. I then went down to Henrys. I could hear the TV on. Well, there it was. He was in his room asleep like he should be. A certain curiosity slipped over me, so I turned the knob and pushed. It was unlocked. None of us really locked our doors at night anyway. I poked my head in to see…no one. Henry wasnt there. Was he in Emmas room again? I turned around and went back to Emmas room. I put my ear to the door and I heard what sounded like an erotic moan. It sounded like Henry, too! My hand went to my. I was ready and moved on top of her. I put my glans against her labia and thrust hard, pushing nearly all the way in with one thrust. I pulled back and pushed hard bottoming out in her tight, slick pussy.“I’ve missed this,” she sighed. “Fuck me, please.”“Hard?” I asked.“Like that first time,” she whispered.We began a hard-driving fuck that shook the bed and banged he headboard into the wall. Becky wrapped her legs tightly around the small of my back and hugged me tightly with her arms. Our. The steaks and chicken were well received and the side dishes were great.After dinner, I suggested we quickly shuttle the excess food to the kitchen, not worry about cleanup too much, and then continue our ‘talk’ back around the picnic table. We asked the teens to join us, and they did. The sun had set; the air was calm and soft; and I thought the outside atmosphere more conducive to conversation and discussion ... and revelations.After everyone had a drink of choice and the pie Misty and Penny.