Lucas found a table and Sharon sat across from him. She set the number card on the table. “I’ve never had lunch here,” she said. “Only coffee ..... with you.”“I like their burgers. They’re better than in the dining halls.”“What was that class?” she asked.“That was my junior-level humanities class ... English Poetry of the Eighteenth and Nineteenth Centuries.”“Sounds interesting.”“We are finishing a unit on Robert Burns,” Lucas explained. “I thought I’d hate Burns. All I knew of him was My Luv is. "Have any of you guys watched The Portrait of Dorian Gray??" asked Sara.Sara's eyes were focused on the Blue Ray discs. Charles and Ivy were staring at each other. Ivy's blue eyes were intimidating Charles's green eyes."Hey mom can I have a word with Ivy for a while?" asked Charles.Charles wanted to clarify things with Ivy, before allowing things to get worse."Sure hun," Sara said.Charles looked at Ivy, pointing towards the direction of the hallway outside the lounge. Ivy got up ad put her cup. She approached me and ran her hand down my chest to my naval and said: "Johnny...you're so sweaty. Come with me please". She led me down the hall past her sick c***d's room just next to the master bedroom. She quietly shut the door as to not wake her sick c***d. She pulled me close as she undid her robe and pressed my sweaty body against her nakedness and whispered: "we have to be so, so quiet today because her bed is right up against the wall of me and my husband's bed. So we can't shriek like. " Would you like to see a man's thing?" Yes than he can put it in my thing and it will be nice."God how simple can she be, but at least she has the right idea.I undid my belt and took off my trousers and underpants and turned and showed her. She was over in a flash and took hold of my now rigid member. 'Oh yes that is the thing, can you put it in my thing, I want to be fucked."Take your panties down and we will," I said.Up went the dress and down came a pair of cotton briefs. I had a flash of.