Everything means everything. I need some 'me' time to get my head straight."Much of our conversation was repeated over breakfast. Fortunately, Mom was...completely on-board with the idea of me getting as far away from things as possible. I think she suspected Neeka of aiding and abetting my plan and she wanted to deprive me of my enabler. That part was almost true. Neeka hadn't agreed with the plan, but she'd certainly helped with the execution of it — even to the point of holding my legs apart. All I could think about was sinking my cock as deep in her as I could go. I didn't even notice but she was staring right at me and said told me she loved me. I return with I loved her more. We had a couple of things that needed taken care of so I didn't crawl back into the bed and take a shot at fucking. Instead I told her sometime today I was gonna force myself down her throat and her eyes lit up with excitement. She completely understands when I say force my way down her throat that it may. Also as we stayed close to our hubby's, we smiled at each other as if we were best friends. The men couldn't seem to concentrate on us though, so their heads stayed back."You're quite sexy, Cadence. I'm sure you have him breaking the door down so he can get right to fucking you every day." No, he'll at least not break anything for afternoon sex, but he actually did break a vase a month ago as he rushed us to the bedroom. My mother gave it to us, but I still gave him a blow job so he wouldn't. They opened to see her perched on my thighs, that smile once again dazzling me. Camilla leaned forward, moving almost like an exotic dancer. I could feel her abdomen pressing on my cock, her hands on my chest. She glided downwards, and my manhood was now smothered in her breasts – side to side she moved, stimulating me with her bust, her skin soft and her nipples providing a contrasting touch. Then she moved upwards in a sweeping motion, bringing her face to face with me. I was almost stunned.