" I wonder what it tastes like." Oh, do we get to eat it, too?"They looked at each other and giggled.Heather pushed her hair behind her ear with a ges...ure just like her mother's and bent over my cock. She licked her lips then closed them over the tip. Her tongue circled round and round sending shivers up my spine. Isobel stretched out alongside me."She's very good," she whispered.I put my arm around her and pulled her into a kiss. The effect was just like the first one: every time our tongues. When dinner was finished, I excused myself to use the restroom. Upon my return, I noticed Mom and the waitress giggling together, and they both smiled at me when I got to the table. I helped Mom on with her coat, making sure I ligthtly grazed her sweet breasts with my hand as I wrapped the front of her coat together. She just giggled as we walked out into the chill night air.Mom said she wanted to dance before we called it a night, so we went to a local club to dance a bit. The place was. The old motel had been on a main thoroughfare at one time, so in spite of its size and age, it was not slum property because it was in a semi industrial area. It would be a good draw for lower middle class singles and couples seeking convenience and a little privacy. The enhanced security features would be a plus, even if they were for my security not the tenants.Kate's recommendation was a rent of no less than $450 per unit with a clear understanding that there would be a deposit for the heat. I could hear them giggling in the living room could not hear what they were talking about but when it got quite they started to giggle some more. When I got back in the living room I asked what was for dinner because there was nothing cooking in the kitchen.. They both looked at one another and started to giggle and they said they forgot to start cooking. At that point Becky being about two glasses of wine much said that if I was hungry I could come eat her. Both of them starting giggle some.