I let out a few expletives as I pumped my cock. “Spunk over me, master.”I fully intended to do that, up until the point when I grabbed the mirror....As my spunk rose I positioned the mirror between Emma and myself and splashed all of my cum onto the glass surface. Spurt after spurt splashed onto it and stuck to the surface initially before slowly sliding down the glass.When I finished I turned it around. “See your face in that,” I told Emma.Emma looked at me, then at the mirror and nodded. “That. “I’m a little drunk… May I sleep on your couch tonight?” Andre asked.Hopeful as I was at this point, I did not want to get ahead of myself.“As long as you behave,” I mischievously retorted.“Oh, fuck… I’ll do my best,” Andre impishly countered.As we entered my home, all misgivings I had got answered when he blatantly asked, “Do you want to fuck me?”“Yeah, very much,” I retorted.“Are you a rough daddy?” he inquired.“If you like… Do you have an out word?” I questioned.“No. I don’t like mercy,” he. My mom will never accept me, and you… you can never see me past my infidelity.” I continued gazing into her eyes intently. She looked beautiful. “Carol, I want you back in my life. I don’t care about your past and the things we have done. I have lived my life without you and have come to realise that I cannot be content if you are not a part of it.” It was as if my words fell on deaf ears. Carol seemed unmoved by words, and she continued weeping. “Simon, please. You have said it in the past and. Brad went to the bar and looked in the refrigerator under the bar for a light champagne for the girls. He had decided to let them have a little glass to celebrate. All that he had was one magnum left. He smiled and figured that Carl had probably celebrated the last time he used the lodge and had not thought to restock the champagne. Brad fixed himself a George Dickel Bourbon and water and grabbed two glasses and the magnum of champagne and went over to the girls. They squealed when they.