And then nothing. Silence,’ Will replied softly. It was quiet for a minute outside as the group took in Will’s words. ‘Maybe she just wants som... space,’ someone else suggested, definitely Yzflon. It was like him to suggest the most obvious answer, but it usually turned out to be right. ‘No, she would have told me if she needed some space. I’m sure she’s hurt,’ Will argued. I really think someone should just punch him in the face. I told him that I needed space, and he wouldn’t listen. . Her copper-colored hair fanned out framing her face. The contrast between her hair and the black silk slip she wore seared my eyes. I took in every detail in an instant: the soft, shimmering light of candles in the room; her slip off her shoulder, exposing one delectable breast; her bare, milky white legs raised slightly at the knees, her fingers moving gently between her legs just out of sight under the slip; the vibrator beside her on the bed next to a copy of Penthouse opened to the. "That was Claire," she said, not noticing the lump in her husband's fly immediately "She's coming for the weekend."Claire was their other daughter. She was twenty, and when the Harpers had decided to move to the country, Claire had elected to remain in the city and pursue a career in advertising.She was also pursuing other things, but her parents didn't know about that."That's nice," Jake said, crossing the room.Martha looked up, smiling, pleased that their older daughter was going to pay them. Scott felt thick and swollen in her mouth and as she started moving his cock in and out of her mouth he groaned loudly and his hand clamped down on the back of her head. Usually Erica varied the level of suction when she was giving him a blowjob, but that night she was overtaken by a hunger for him that was so immense she was sucking him hard from the word go. They soon found a rhythm, Scott’s hips moving against her face, allowing her to take him as deep into her throat as she could..