Wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans I opened it. And there she was, senator Tork’s wife in a thin flower dress, which the glowing golden sun glared t...rough, silhouetting her curvy figure. Her breast, bulbed behind her dress, I could tell very easily she wasn’t wearing a bra. My cock harden automatically against my tighter jeans. ‘Do you want to invite me or my cleavage in?’ she asked me. I woke up from my observation with embarrassment and apologized, and let her in the musty old room. ‘That’s. . and make sure you don't leave anything behind to indicate to your mother what's been going on here either."He left shortly after that heading back to the dinner party, leaving Theresa and I both speechless and somewhat in a state of shock. Theresa was too embarrassed to stay of course, which didn't surprise me. But she was also angry with me on top of that, primarily for what my father had done, which I thought was pretty fucking cool after I'd had time to think about it. She on the other. One word she’d looked up awaiting Gudrun’s return was ‘leader’. Not surprisingly, the phonetic translation came back ‘Leda’, as did ‘chief, ‘superior’, ‘master’, ‘mistress’, and ‘boss’. In one instance--she couldn’t recall which--Leda had noted in the margins: “One of the few words showing any probability of being derived from English.” How apt, she’d thought acidly.Anxious, and determined not to show it, Rebecca slowly stood and walked to the platform’s edge to observe the procession’s. Then there was his other lover, Leslie. Leslie was much older than him and carried herself with an experienced confidence that was very sexy. She wasn't as openly kinky or wild as Lily, but she still had plenty of surprises for Mike and never failed to drive him to new heights of lust.The fact that Mike's two new lovers were his older sister and mother was enough to make him occasionally question the sanity of what was happening. To make things even more intense, he knew that both Lily and.