. why... And where was Sam!The last thing she remembered was Sam climbing under the covers... and he had put his mouth down between her legs and done ...o her what he had done that first night! Oh God! A violent thrill shot straight up from her ravaged cunt, piercing her as though a giant cock still churned inside it. She bent double in bed with the force of the memory, feeling soreness everywhere she touched. She would have to go to her room soon.She stood up unsteadily, staggering to the. We had been drinking and smoking all night. It was a great party! We headed out of the city to drop off Sissy. We were all wasted. I pulled in her parking garage and she said you guys are welcome to take the hideabed in the living room. Thats ok, my wife said as we got out to walk her up to her place.Sissy opened the door and my wife said I need to use the bathroom real quick and headed down the hall. Sissy asked me if I wanted a drink and I said oh just one more I guess. I loaded a bowl. Personally I can't stand John Hewlett, I never have liked working under the guy since he took over the department. What happened on Saturday evening was bound to happen at some time or the other; the incident with your daughter was only the catalyst." Ah yes Wendy. Hmm, well, I'm afraid she can get a little headstrong herself now and again; a little like yourself actually. I'm not sure what happened between you two out on Martinique, whether it was just a misunderstanding or something. Whatever. ” giving him another hug.We started kissing and well, being us things were getting heated up pretty fast. The doorbell rang snapping us back to reality and we both laughed. Peter let his parents in as I was fastening my bra and pulling my shirt back on. I marvelled at how fast he got his pants up, shirt tucked in and his belt done up. The mans a miracle in every way. I went and greeted his parents. His mother gave me a big hug, very happy to see me. When his father held out his hand I laughed.