Upon returning with her gin and tonic (and my safe soda and lime; I was driving, after all) I found Mamaw and Gladys in deep discussion. Did I see gui...ty looks on their faces as I approached? What were these two plotting?“Just what are you two wicked ladies doing, planning a bank heist?”“I was just telling Clara how much of a gentleman you have been.”“And I was telling Gladys that if she were to show another inch or so of that thigh you might be less of a gentleman!” Mamaw said with a. He calls it "dessert" not coffee.I took a sip of my wine and realized that I had stalled long enough and better started talking."Babe, Terry my love please, please believe me that I did not – no sorry, that is not true. Yes I lied to you when you asked me if I have a master plan. You know me too well. I don't do anything spontaneous except sex with you. I always have a plan." So please accept my apologies for lying to you. I should not have done that. It was stupid. I swear it was the first and. Chapter 4It was a saturday afternoon and Chris was continuing his fun with his mom /slave Annette & nubian slave /whore Nyomi, who the fuck was at the door he thought as he told his bitches to go hide in his bedroom. As Chris opened the door , Arthur said Ding Dong., laughing. Hey you weasel smirked Chris why didnt you tell me you were coming over? "I thought id suprise you & i know your pops is out of town so i brought my wenches over for some fun . Where's Nyomi Chris ?" I'll go get her, make. She never tried to move out of the way though and continued to push back slightly every once in a while. I felt her shake as she had an orgasm and I did not change my pace at all. I kept pounding her building my own. I reached in front of me and pulled her hair slightly so she would get up on her hands and knees and push back against me. I never let go and pulled it every once in a while to spur her on. She had her second orgasm and that was all I could take. I erupted stream after stream of.