She’s more American than we are. But we could ask, I guess.”Who else knows Chinese... ?Then I bolted to my feet, an explosion of water splashing e...erywhere.“What’s wrong with you?” Lara asked as she wiped the drips from her face.“I just had the most random thought!”“Well, out with it before you drown me.”“Bill!”Lara looked extremely dubious. “Bill Neely? I really doubt he knows Chi—”“No, Bill from Montauk!”Her face shifted again even as it retained a veneer of doubt. “Really? That is fucking. She said she was fine but I insisted on her having another glass. Standing beside her, slowly pouring her a glass, my cock rock hard and pushing out the front of my shorts, as she glances at it I place my hand on the back of her neck and give a massaging squeeze. She lets out a soft deep moan and says her neck and shoulders have been sore from trying to help with the sanding and primering the kitchen. FINALLY a good reason to touch her body. Placing the bottle on the table and continuing to. ” He did gulp now, and I could see the rather large bulge in his crotch. I unbuttoned another button in my blouse, fully revealing the tops of my breasts. “How would you feel about doing a little extra credit.” Corny line, I know, but the situation called for it. Kevin struggled to regain his composure.“I would be up for that.” He stammered out.“Good, now get you cock out for me, I want to taste you.” He jumped to unzip his fly as I unbuttoned and removed the rest of my blouse. I’d picked a. Can we go back into the bedroom so I can talk to you in private?”My actions and request caught Betty off guard and as she mumbled a meek ok the two of us walked down the hall and into the room I had fucked my Mother In-law in.I was as nervous as a cat surrounded by a pack of dogs as we stood facing each other. I wasn’t sure how this would play out and the one scenario that stuck in my head was one in which Betty went running out of the house screaming for help. For several seconds Betty and I.