I was behind her and every once in a while id start dry humping her ass and squeezing her tits over her shirt. nothing too crazy cuz i knew that after...the movie i was set to bang her. she had on the sweatpants that make me happy, (with no panties...fucking bonus!) they're like a mix between yoga pants and sweatpants, real soft and comfy but thin and not heavy. they hug her ass so good, and are just straight up sexy around the house wear. and just a tshirt and her yellow bra cuz the weathers. I kidded that we should probably keep our hormone-driven son well away from the house.“If he is like his dad,” Kate intoned, “that’s probably a very good idea.”Sammi looked at me out of the corner of her eye.“Nope,” I quickly replied, “I taught him to not do as I do, but to do as I tell him to do. He is a very good kid.”Save one.I poured Sammi her third glass of wine. Three would be her limit. I was surprised when she quickly downed it and asked for a refill.“You’re driving,” Kate shot back,. All the while I'm squeezing your ass with my hands. Your feet are flat on the bed and yourre using the leverage to push your pussy into my face....wanting so badly for me to finally get in there. I smile and pull back...dodging you...and quickly (but softly) continiuing to pepper your pussy with soft pecks. I then place my mouth near your clit.....and part my lips...and place one on either side of your clit....closing my mouth around it...and let out a soft, deep moan...which sends chills all. Oh... PRINCESSWhat Will I Do? Uh ... Ooh...(Then Tell Me, Just WhatWill I Do)BOTHI Just Can’t Stop Loving YouA call from Ken woke me up the next morning at ten am. The song I recently attached to his phone number was “Building the Barricade” from LES MISÉRABLES.“Yeah Ken, what’s going on?“Do you want to take a walkthrough at the Mansion? I can get you up-to-date on everything if you’d like?”“Sure, sounds like fun. We can be there in fifteen minutes.”“We?”“I’m not allowed to drive by myself,.