"Dont talk back to me!" Neal spat at me. It was the one time he lost his cool, but he quickly regained his composure and came back with, "I tell you w...at, let's put another bargaining chip on the table. I will lend you a few extra mechanics to pick up the slack if you give me your permission to fuck your wife's ass loose. Right now."I tried to act hesitant but in the end I relented. I gave my consent. "Okay."He was practically frothing at the mouth as he took his slick cock from her wet pussy. I laid there with my eyes closed enjoying the warmth of his hand when he said "There's one more thing my brother taught me that I didn't tell you about." Just then I felt something different as Terry replaced his hand with his mouth. Sliding up and down with his lips tight around my thickening cock then bobbing on just the head for a bit. He looked up at me and said "Well, what do you think of my blowjob? Do you like it?" I said "It feels fantastic, how is it for you?" He said he liked the way. He wasn't showing a sign he was bored orembarrassed to be doing any of this. He was talking to them, telling themhow nice and pretty they are and how their mom and their dad loved them.Then he put all the dolls in a semicircle to watch TV.Later, he asked me for a wet duster. I brought him one from the kitchenand he began to clean the dolls' house crooning silently something Iwasn't able to understand. I have to admit that I'd never cleaned my dollhouse; probably Mom was cleaning it every time. The Sunday morning visits to Bernard’s office started when Dennis asked her to collect some papers for him. She got the papers all right — but, by the time she returned home, Bernard's cum had seeped through her panties and trickled down her thighs.For Amelia’s thirtieth birthday, Bernard arranged a surprise. She told Dennis that she was spending the weekend with her married sister but, instead, she drove to Bernard's cottage and found him relaxing with a cold beer in the garden.Apart from a.