I took my time getting to the front door. I knocked."Hello, Finn," said April."Hi Bud," said Roger.I just nodded at the two of them. It had to be obvi...us that I was very suspicious of their game. But, the recorder in my pocket was—presumably—getting it all."Let's adjourn to the kitchen if that's all right, guys," said April, taking charge of the situation. I still hadn't said anything. I followed them to what used to be my kitchen, mine and April's. Now, it was his and April's. I looked. Slow and steady strokes so he can feel all that vibration and juices around his cock and then hard and deep and fast making the juicies flow down my legs. Just then I reach back to him and motion for him to grab my wrists. I love to make him grab my wrists or elbows and pull me onto his cock while he's fucking this pussy deep and hard. Omg baby Omg baby I'm gonna fucking cum give it to me, you know what I want. Give me what I want baby!! I open my legs a little more to catch my footing and lean. .. Merci Monsieur à votre santé! Hmm, bon vin!Your French is without any accent! Alors vous parlez le Français avec ta mère chez vous évidemment?Tout le temps en faite, vous aussi sens aucune accent Hollandais! We chat in French for a whileI tell her how I learned proper French from french friends at visits of fortnights or longer thereGladly I return to the theme of the party: Wonder with her if the studio would suit as a location?Hard to predict if Petra wil be back in time, but you three are. " Yeah but not like this," replied Brian, looking down at himself. "I'venever been out in stuff like this before?" Interesting?" said his mother, tapping her chin. "Then exactly how didyou meet that boy?" Well, online," said Brian looking away. "Yesterday was the first timewe met in person." I know," smiled his mother. "He told me." Then why did you need to ask me?" asked Brian annoyed."Because I'm not sure what to believe anymore?" said his mother. "So atleast that answer is consistent." I.