..But could he do this? The first steps were deceptively simple, and the situation sounded like a dream come true -- but was it? There seemed to be a ...eavy load of responsibility buried in this mess -- and an ongoing day-to-day effort to keep the thing running ... It sounded simple -- make her do ... anything. But some things were destructive, and she had only one out..."All right, let's make sure we're on the same sheet of music," Lon grunted. "I run things between us; you do what I say --. Dave took off a shoe and caressed mine under the table with his stocking foot, I reached across and fed him the (gasp!) best part of my prime rib, he stopped and gently stroked my face while putting his wineglass to my lips. Dessert was served but we were both slightly intoxicated and too busy playing with each other like kids. I almost mooshed my chocolate mousse in his face when he dripped wine down from above me, aiming for my mouth, hitting my nose! And just as we were completing our. With the enthusiasm of youth, she attempted to climb into my lap, fumbling with the zip on my trousers.“Whoa,” I said. “Slow down. Let’s do this right.”The youngster squealed as I picked her up bodily with my hands around her waist, spun around on the seat, and deposited her on the table in front of me. Running my hands up her back, I leaned in, pulled her face to mine and locked my lips on hers. Her eyes flew open as my tongue probed at her mouth, which tasted of cherry lip-gloss. Fitting, I. . is do us a few favours." Tim chimed in slowly, rubbing his cock and smiling at her."Right..." said Jeff. "Just a few favours." What kind of favours?" She asked, beginning to realize what these two perverts were thinking."Oh, I think you know what kind." Jeff said, confidently. Looking her up and down, then smelling the lacy part of her genie costume that fell off.It was only then that the realization fully hit her."Forget it!" She yelled, alerting her son. His heart jumped. "I want you to.