Uuuuuuuhhh, don't stop!"Eddie glanced up at Mindy and saw that she was grinning broadly. They'd won! Mom had admitted her pleasure, and now she wouldn...t dare tell their Dad what they'd been up to. She couldn't, because she was part of it now. Her pretty face twisted into lusty contortions as Eddie began to tongue-fuck his beautiful mother in earnest. He pistoned the stiff meat hard and deep in her famished slot, and she wailed with delight."Unnnnnhhh, God, yes," she moaned, "do it to me, baby!. Emily liked them all but privately, when we were together, she said therudest things about them; sometimes, she did it to their faces. Fortheir part, maybe because of her strong persona, they seemed to think ofher as something of a leader. At least they called her constantly toget her opinions on events in their lives and help them make decisions,which cut into our "alone" time.One girl in particular, Darla, had been Emily's best friend before westarted dating. Toby hadn't been much. Got it.” In one hand she had a very imposing gun. She attached a long silencer to it with the other. “What’s with the gun?” “I’m going to shoot you, three bullets center mass.” “Role playing?” She laughed to herself. She couldn’t believe this egotistical bastard. “Yeah, that’s it, role playing. You’re my target and I’m your assassin. And, let’s see, I’ve been hired by a certain powerful individual, that shall remain nameless, to kill you which will in turn keep you from passing a very. " Hey, Mousey, what's up?"Mick threw the paper into the air and nearly fell off his chair insurprise."Cat, damn it!" he gasped. "Don't sneak up on me like that." Sorry, Hon," Cat said, as she sat on the edge of the desk. "Can I helpit if we felines are sneaky? By the way, nice panties."Mick quickly closed his knees together and tucked his little skirtunder him."I'm working undercover," he said. "It's a job, you know." Funny how every time you go undercover you wind up wearing a skirt,"Cat said,.