There was a long moment of silence between them."Um... that's, y'know, kinda scary," Ned finally said in a low voice."Yeah, it is. When wasn't it?" I ...ust mean... with Jason gone..."Cassie rounded on him. "He's not 'gone, ' okay? Stop making it sound like he's dead or something!" Okay, okay, chill. Sorry..."Cassie sighed. "It's all right," she said in a more contrite voice. "Yes, it is scary that Jason got taken by Nyssa. But... but I think he was expecting it. I just wish I had been." Wait.... ”We finished eating and I had my mom take the pictures with my phone. First, she took the two of us. Then, we added Mister and Missus Mason. I sent them to everyone’s email accounts. Mister Mason gave me the D.S.’s email and I sent him both pictures.The phone was plugged back in and immediately began to ring again. Mister Mason sat down and began to field calls. Suddenly, he said, “Hold on.” He looked at me. “Brad, can your phone record conversations?” I nodded. “Start recording.”He lifted his. “You okay?” she asked.“Yeah, I’m fine. But tell me what happened while I was outside,” answered Bruce.“I don’t know where to start.”“Well, you went upstairs with that guy, didn’t you?”“Yes. And his name is James. Be polite.”“Sorry, sweetie. So tell me.”“Well, first of all, he really loved the undies you helped me pick out. They definitely had the desired effect.”Bruce felt himself getting hard at the image of his wife posing in the lavender garter belt, bra and panties she had bought for the. She desired that we fuck in positions that we see in x rated films. I immediately took the stool, which was kept aside, sat on it with my cock totally erect, and told her to come in between and sit on my cock and insert it in the love pot. She obeyed and inserted it fully and started moving up and down. She became so aroused that she started scratching my hair and jumping likes a whore. After a stool fuck I made her stand with her hands on the window grill with one leg lifted and kept on sofa.