Meanwhile, I’m so gosh-darn curious to discover if my ploy will be successful. Like a spooked, startled chipmunk, with no tree to scurry up, I refra...n from moving and sit stone-still as I watch to see if you’ll be making the first move. Only there’s nothing happening. I see no useful activity going on with that pen in your hand, until finally I hear you blurting out that you’ve made a decision. ‘Well, all right,’ you mutter. And you begin to write! In the meantime, I admire your hand strokes as. " I steeled myself with, "You're JESSMESS02, not AMELIAXXX. You knowyou are."Full of a most delightful rush of energy and hope, I leapt off the bed(wincing at the swishing of my dress as I did) and stormed towards myroom, full of the kind of vigour and determination that really shouldhave been killed off by my recent humiliations. Once inside I shook myhead at the personalisation already carried out by Amelia - the Tottenhamposter, the World of Errion poster - and then quickly availed myself. She was teasing her own nipples with each hand as she looked me square in the eye. I raised my eyebrows, “This is it" i thought i was finally going to have a threesome and it was with my own mother! I squeezed sharons butt, then pulled her cheeks apart exposing her fat pussy lips and luscious pink arsehole I took hold of my cock and started rubbing it up and down her wet pussy. Sharon moaned loudly (if a little muffed), as i pushed forward, her lips parted and my cock head began to ease into. Abby and Vince versus Jenna and William. Abby and Vince lost. Then Abby and Jenna against Vince and William. Vince lost again.Well, maybe there is a relationship between cards and love.“Vince, I’ll be getting up about 2:30 am to get ready. Morgan is picking me up at 3:30.”“I’ll scramble you some eggs, since that isn’t really cooking and make a pot of coffee.”“Don’t forget the cleaning up part.”“Never, I’m a veritable Mr. Clean.”Abby snuggled over to him, kissing him on his neck.“Thanks for how.