Xan went inside. He put away his wallet and messenger bag back in the master bedroom closet. He called his mom."Hello," the sixty-something Black woma... answered."Hey, mom! How are you," inquired Xan."I'm well, baby! How are you doing?" All is well here." When are you coming to see us?" Well..." Xan, you always say that. I know you're busy, but your dad and I like to see you and Portia." I understand, mama. I'll book a flight for next weekend." Do we need to pay for it?" What? Why would you ask. Janet-Two was like a little kid that couldn't keep still and look around. When they walked in Janet-Two kicked off his heels the same as the real Janet. The two girls both sat on the couch together; put their bare feet on the coffee table and crossed their ankles while smoothing their skirts. "This is a bit unnerving." John thought as he got up and went to fix supper. "What would you like to eat?" "I spaghetti is my favorite." Janet-Two spoke. "Mine too." John said feeling like he was talking. He writhed inthe seat as the delicious thrills coursed through his body. The womanincreased her suctioning efforts on his cock and it never had a chance toshrink. He thought to himself, "She is a cum hungry slut!" The moviescenes darkened again before he could pull her lips off his still hardcock. She slid forward in her seat and sank to lie on the floor betweenthe rows of seats. She took his hand and pulled him down on top of her.His long and still hard cock found her very lubricated pussy and. He took a minute now, studying some of the cosmetics she'd left him,realizing even though he was parked in the kitchen that MILK would nolonger be something be poured in his cereal, and MAC would not bemixed with cheese. He looked through the case, trying to associate allthe exotic names for pinks or reds that would take days or even weeksto learn.At least from the drug store bag, Maybelline and L'Or?al would be moreobvious products, yet Aussie would cease to be a place he associatedwith.