We arrived home at about 8:30 in the evening. It was still light and the house and garden looked immaculate - just the way my father always kept it. "...ou go in Becci and put the kettle on for a cup of tea while I offload the car. There's fresh milk in the fridge." I don't know if he saw the disappointment on my face but he suddenly added, "Or there's a few cans of lager if you prefer." I think the smile on my face told him what my preference was. "And you can pour me a stiff whisky while you're. ”Before she quite realized that I made the muscles in her arms and legs lock in place around me, I got things going.Looking into her brain, and Jill’s, I found where I could link to them both telepathically, but Jill could only hear it when I told Riley what I was doing. Once they both heard me say that I would keep them informed about things this way, to keep it between us, I opened the connection between Riley and me to go both ways.“I’m sorry I didn’t give you longer to consider things, but. She was breathing heavily. He broke away before she reached her orgasm. He got his camera and started to film her. “Finish yourself off.” He instructed her. She slipped her hand between her legs and start to play with her clitoris while her other hand started to finger her cunt. She was soon gyrating on the couch, moaning and groaning. It wasn't long until she reached her orgasm. “Now lick your fingers.” Without any hesitation she brought her fingers to her mouth and licked them. I was shocked. He was nice looking, for an old guy. Kind of like Sean Connery, well not that good looking, but a nice respectable old guy. Dang, I shouldnt have flashed him. On the other hand, he didnt get up and move away. Maybe I should do it again. Maybe that is why he keeps looking over here. Hes hoping Ill do it again. Why not, theres nothing else to do for an hour, might as well make in interesting. So how to do it. I cant very well get another book, that would be too obvious. Then I get an idea, Ill.