"What took so long"she asked"i was just doing stuff slut"they drove to his house then went into his house where he told her to get on her knees"ok goo... bitch, now beg to suck my cock" please let me suck your cock, please.." mmmm please what?" please let me suck your cock master"he unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers "suck"she licked the tip of his cock and made little circles with her mouth then started sucking the tip working down ,she slowly sucked and moved her head down, sucking. The scent of the candles was very strong now; presumably he had them arranged somehow all around the bed. Everything was very quiet, and I felt a momentary flicker of panic. Where was he? What was he doing? “Sweetheart?” I whispered. “Shush,” came the reply. Obedient for once, I shushed. Then I felt something hot next to my cheek. Not touching, just giving out heat and an intense whiff of scent. I momentarily worried about flameproof sheets and smoke alarms, but was distracted by his next. Frankie tried in vain to focus on the screen in front of her as she felt his breath on her neck his hand moved quickly to her skirt before she could even inhale he was probing her thong his fingers quickly finding their way through as she tried to close her legs, she stifled her moans as his breath got hotter on her neck, everything in her wanted to thrust her tongue down his throat and let him finger bang her right there in full view of everyone else, she could feel the flush rise up her chest. She sat, perched in the middle of the bed, protecting Tabatha until she awakened.Suddenly, Frank Junior burst through the front entrance and into the living room where the others were gathered.“I got your call, Dad,” he said hurriedly. “I got here as fast as I could ... What happened? Is Mom all right?”“Son, I don’t even know where to begin,” Frank said, feeling helpless. “I suppose you should go and check out your nephew’s wife first. Her name is Tabatha and she’s in the bedroom. And be.