Uh. I think I’ll have lasagne with meat sauce and a glass of Zinfandel. I’m not too well versed on wines but I do know red goes with meat dishes a...d white with fish. Beyond that, I know little besides what my taste buds tell me.” I said.“A sensible answer.” She said then looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking. “I think I’ll have the spinach lasagne with a Pinot Noir.” She said as she leaned a little further over toward me. I was just about to ask her about Morgan’s welcome when our. Her hand now goes behind her to find my cock rubbing it along its length then giving it a long squeeze. her fingers then find my zip and slowly pull it down, slowly in goes her hand pulling my pants aside until she finds what she wants. She pulls it out and rubs the head between the cheeks of her ass then pushes it down until it fits between her legs. I can feel her warm cunt as my stiff cock is lying against it, she moves forward slightly opening her legs as she does so allowing her cunt. I was also naturally attracted to her, yet respected her for being my father’s wife and my supposed mother. But later I was shocked to learn from my secret sources that she was continuing an affair with her ex-boyfriend called Niraj. My secret agents had also brought for me photos of Malika fucking with Niraj. The royal family would never tolerate this kind of thing. I felt sympathy for her. I decided to teach her a lesson before she faces my father’s terror.That day luckily there was no one in. Danny stopped her for a moment and removed her blouse then pulled her tight to him, kissing her passionately. Carol rubbed his back, even going as far as reaching below his belt to squeeze the tops of his buttocks. Again they parted and Danny stood up. 'Bedroom?' he asked. Carol nodded, her cheeks blushing and Danny led her upstairs to our bedroom. I followed along behind, feeling like I was invisible and getting a real voyeuristic thrill at the thought. I took my time going upstairs, stopping.