“Hi, Mom. It’s good to see you again, I didn’t expect you’d be dropping by again so soon.” “So, I’m told,” Mrs. Reed returned coolly, ...lancing at Jahn and Jen, who were busy setting the table. “I just had to meet this young man you spoke so enthusiastically about. Imagine my surprise.” While the sisters had made it an unspoken rule to not be in the house for each other’s “dates”, Fiona knew perfectly well what her mother was referring to, and wisely didn’t ask, though she did shoot her sister a. Chelsea sensed his nervousness, while he was lost staring at her body she somehow found the energy to lift her hand and reach out for his hard cock, she definitely rated it as the biggest she had seen, although her body ached to be released she also remembered she had to do what he wanted. She knew all of this was wrong now but lust had taken over. She pulled him closer and kissed the tip of his cock, already precum was lubing his shaft, as she stroked and kissed, Rob became more confident his. She walked into the kitchen and opened a cabinet to get a coffee cup, then opened the fridge and removed the creamer. She fixed herself her usual cup, more creamer than coffee, and wandered into the living room. She clicked on the TV and turned to the home and garden channel, one of her favorites. She loved to watch home improvement shows, they always gave her inspiration to decorate and upgrade her home. Chloe finished her cup of coffee and walked back into the kitchen to rinse out the cup. “Time for some more Prosecco” I said to my fucktoy, knowing she could not hear me. I pulled her up off the floor and onto the bed, I could feel her body relax as if we were returning to script. True enough I tied Janey’s ankles and wrists and ripped the cheap dress from its body as she lay there, but she was all deaf and blind to the occasion, my occasion now. I light the candles, wax has about halfway up the list, more of a nice to have than a must have. However, the smell of the burning wick.