” “But I know you do find it frustrating, don’t you.” She said it more as a statement than a question. “Why do you say that?” She leaned o...er and put her glass on the coffee table. “I can tell.” And with that she leaned way over towards me, slipped her hand under my bathrobe, ran it up my thigh and wrapped her fingers lightly around my very hard cock. The movement of her hand had pushed my bathrobe open to my waist, and when I looked down at what she was doing my cock was standing fully. Soaking in each other's energy, scent, skin, sound and presence. Mmhhmmm....I could still remember vividly her expression when she climaxed. Her beautifully arched back, her intense moan, her strength as she gripped the sheets beneath her fingers. I smiled as these mental pictures flash through my mind. Such bliss coaxed me to remain still and be transported into utopia. Transported to the very beginning of the evening."Excuse me, is this seat taken?"I turned my head in the direction of the. You know that if it had been anyone other than you to come to me with this news, you would have been my primary suspect." I know that you and the others see my compassion for the lives of the enemy as a weakness and a betrayal, but I can't help feeling that all life is sacred, even the lives of those who oppose us, and I always hold out hope that they will see the error of their ways and the futility of fighting against us and will join us instead. I'd like to see the rift caused by the war. ”“Turning eighteen is a big deal and I want you to always remember it, now that you’re the man of the house.”I walk over to Diane, thinking, “Dad is an idiot, leaving you for the maid.”Taking Diane in my arms, we share a passionate kiss while my hands glide down her slender back. Cupping her firm heart-shaped butt, I pull her into me and she rubs herself on my hardening cock.The sound of a car horn breaks our embrace, Diane looks at me with a devilish smile, “That’s my date, we’ll continue your.