But a tinge of fear plagued her. Fear and confusion. "Mom...?" She called out into the darkened house. She flipped the switch near front door, t...rning on the foyer light. And then the living room switch. No one there. Strange. Scary. "Hello? Mom, are you here?" Yolanda carefully made her way upstairs and searched her parents room, the bathroom, and the closets. Nothing. She shook her head. There was the possibility that mom's car wasn't working, and that she'd gotten a ride to work.. She felt so good as I worked my finger in a short circular motion. She was soaking wet and her juices allowed me to caress the walls of her engorged vagina. I took in her heavenly womanly smell as I lay beside her, my own desire on the increase as I continued the delightful act. I continued the rhythmic motion, my tongue now moving lightly over her clitoris, lapping and circling her throbbing pussy. Tasting her delicious sweet juices. Keeping up the thrusts to her cries of delight. “Yess …. Jenee couldn't take her eyes off of the mirror as she watched Hank's hand go to his hard shaft and guide it to her eager waiting channel, she watched as he pushed into her, moaning she felt the cheeks of her bottom squeeze tightly, hearing Hank groan she squeezed harder watching his reaction in the mirror.Gritting his teeth trying to keep from going too fast Hank slowly eased in and out of Jenee, watching in the mirror he could see her watching his wet juice covered erection moving in and out. As much as I want to reach across the table and hold her face to kiss those precious lips, I had to refrain myself and be a gentleman. My mind was whimpering for some affection similar to a puppy with a sad look in its eyes longing to be held and get a tummy rub. I wonder what she is thinking of me at this moment. ‘The salad is refreshing, Leo. I love the dressing. It is simple, but unique in taste.’ ‘I am glad that you like it. Are you ready for the main course before Humbly eats all of it?’.