... ... Mum looked after her body and looked great for her age and tonight she wore a simple knee length dress. Lots of her creamy thigh on show - wow...I was in thigh heaven as my head turned left to see your open thighs and right to see your mums slightly open thighs;) hmmmmmmmmmmmmmYou did not alter your clothing to hide yourself when mum woke up? It must have been this as you simply sat back and lifted your legs and rested your feet on the edge of the chair - - - opposite me! Your bulge was. Roger also picked up a few candy bars. ‘Why the candy bars,’ Bruno asked. ‘The ‘take out’ food only goes so far,’ Roger said. ‘You done this before?’ Bruno asked. ‘Oh yes, so you haven’t read my file,’ Roger asked. ‘I just got the assignment this morning. I don’t need to know much, since my only job is to make sure you stay alive during the debrief.’ Bruno said. ‘Then our goal is the same,’ Roger said. ‘Then let’s get you out of the open,’ Bruno said. Roger sat back to watch the changing. While Safia tried to untie her tongue, he gave her a no-nonsense look that made his pale blue eyes so piercing, she thought they looked within her as much as upon her."You called about the blocked bathroom sink?" He asked, his voice like a boom distant thunder which gave only a hint of an oncoming storm's latent power."Yeah. Um, come in." Safia stuttered, finding herself shrinking against the wall as the man came in, as if she would disappear if his shadow fell upon her. She watched him. “Fuck its so tight!” he says. “OMG; they’re starting to fuck!”you think. They’re fucking above your head. “Why can’t it be me?” your pussy pleads. But instead you’re lying there listening to them fucking. Your mind relives what they’re doing. She’s sucked him, he’s licked her, he’s mounting her from all positions, you even hear her screaming “fuck my ass!”Your head is reeling with emotions; betrayal, jealousy, a rise of excitement only to be dashed against the rocks like a ship with no captain..