“Later, I want to be right with you while he fucks you. I want you to lay back on the couch or the bed while I play with your breasts. I want to kis... your neck and nibble on your ears while he fucks you. I want to see him fucking my girl. It will be fucking hot for sure! You’re so fucking sexy. What a gift to give me. Baby, I’m hard again thinking about later. You’ll wear your panties. I’ll lick them while you get fucked hard. Come over here and suck my cock. Fucking hell, this will be the best. Not a word. No invitation but no rebuff. Gingerly, I touched her leg.“Careful,” Mom cried, startling me. “It’s sore, today.”I was touching the ‘new’ bruise, the nonexistent one.“Sorry, Mom. I’ll be gentle.”Mom didn’t say a word as I began my ‘massage’. I caressed Mom’s thighs while she slowly washed each glass, moving back and forth between legs. I held her skirt high so I could see what I was doing and also look at her ass which jiggled delightfully when she scrubbed the pots. She was wearing. But despite that, you’re not able to ask me to leave, and in fact you’re letting me hold eye contact with you whilst I talk and tell you how easy it would be to let me keep going. Why don’t you sit her next to me and I’ll drop you some more information?’ Paul felt totally lost now. This woman had just marched in and sat on his sofa before he’d had a chance to say anything, and now his head throbbed trying to follow her long sentences. Feeling as though he was missing something important, he. She spent so much money in there, their Mom had decided that it was about time Lisa started earning some of it back. Tom was starting the weekend the way he intended for it to continue, laid out full length on the sofa in front of dire Saturday morning TV, fingering a condom in his pocket (left over from the last time he wore these shorts to a particularly memorable pool party) and contemplating his first wank of the day.Suddenly, he heard Liberty's voice coming from the study, getting louder.