She moaned into my mouth as she started to grind on me. I slid one of my hands into her underwear and felt the wetness leaking from her hot pussy. "Oh... baby, you're so wet right now!" Yeah, I am, and it's all yours, babe!" I slid her underwear off as she pulled off mine and my dick was finally free. I had precum on my head from the teasing earlier and she quickly lapped this up with her tongue. But she didn't want to blow me right now; she wanted a good hard fucking and I was ready to give it. I see your hostesses have arrived ahead of us. Just go right on in and make yourselves at home.”Joe and I stepped aside to let all the women enter first. Eight of the sexiest women I’ve ever seen and though we rode hard and fast getting here, they’re all smiling.Sherry and Marlene were already talking with the hostesses when I walked in. Sherry waved for me and I walked over, looking the two women over... One is older, maybe mid-forties. The other one is young, maybe mid-twenties. Both are very. I found a package of the rightkind of pasta. I'd already cooked this, that was no problem.We needed a sauce. I found a jar in the cupboard. I was familiar with thestuff; it tasted definitely below average. Something like softened red-dyed cardboard.We can surely do better than that? Now I felt challenged."Mark, do you know where the cookbooks are?"And he did lead me to two books, but we weren't in the market fordictionaries. After a short search I found several cookbooks. One forItalian. “I have to say something to you Wyatt, so please hear me out.” Adam clears his throat. “I know you don’t want me hanging around Paula, and I’m not sure what the problem is, but I don’t want to leave the farm. I love working her for you and learning everything I can.” Wyatt looks at him surprised. “I don’t think that it is right that you put me in one basket with all the other hands you’ve had. I’m not some young punk looking to fuck and run. I want to have my own spread one day. You would be.