I came in the house and saw some her clothes lying on the couch as if they were just thrown there. Then I heard some moaning coming from the laundry ...oom in the back of the house. I figured she had brought her boy friend home and they were going at it while no one was there. I was intrigued and wanted to see so I crept through the kitchen to get a peek. From the sound of her moaning I figured she was getting close, so I peeked around the corner to watch them cum, hoping that maybe he would. The way Vanessa was behaving was so out of character that Tracey knew without any doubt that she was troubled by more than just her speech and her missing phone charger. He quietly watched her agitated movements but left off any more questioning. She did have a lot to think about right now and Tracey could leave any questions until the morning. Very peacefully he helped her gather her stuff together then stacked and rinsed all the dishes before popping them in the dishwasher.Tracey Manning was. All he could do was watch – transfixed – as she gathered up every drop of cum she could reach with her tongue, and then switched to her fingers. Her other hand slipped into her panties. His sensitive cock protested, even as it softened, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away. She finished with the strand leading up her nose, savoring it from her finger. Her moan turned sharp and loud as she pulled the finger free from her mouth with a pop. “Do you always come that much?” He shook his head. “I don’t. She has never prescribed medication, nor have I taken any."I was even more surprised when that answer caused Robyn to smile broadly. Gina looked at her for a couple of seconds, and then she relaxed and smiled too. "Did I pass?"Rachel and I looked at each other. What was that all about?Robyn said with some amusement in her voice, "Yes, you passed, but can you cook plain old family meals, and why would you want to?"Gina thought for a moment then gesturing toward the kitchen, she said, "If I might.