The weekend arrives and I’m sitting behind Fiona and Helena on the bus, I overhear them saying that they’re going away, with their Dad for the who...e week. Couldn’t help but smile, because on Saturday I’ll be diving deep into their Mom’s pussy. I went shopping on the Friday and bought some more shorts, and shirts. Getting paid from work, gets me some retail therapy. Again I finished the day off and went to bed early, dreaming of my time with Diana.I’m up early and dress in my new clothes,. “We want to make sure you are comfortable,” Ann began. As she spoke, she unfastened one of the buttons on her button-down white blouse. She was already showing plenty of cleavage and the unfastening of one more button, to reveal more cleavage tucked into a white lace brassiere, left no doubt in my mind, where the meeting was going to go. Ann stood up and looked down at me. “Do you like my new jeans?” she asked, spinning around in her high heels. Her size zero figure was enticing. “Yes,” I. Dad and I had a little workshop at home. I do not know, how I found that idea, but I built a secret microphone into the living room to be able to hear secret conversations after I attached this bug wirelessly to my PC. I hoped I could uncover family secrets and I was right.When I was sixteen my father went to a small town on a mild day in December. Sometimes it happened once or twice a year there was a problem to any site or due to blizzard he had to stay far from our house, but he phoned to us. ”For the first time in a while, he saw the faintest hint of a smile on her face. “I guess we will, unless you want me to generate some new story material.” Suddenly, she rushed into his arms, gluing herself to him as if she’d never let him go. “I’m so sorry about yesterday.”“I fail to see how you did anything requiring an apology, and even if you did, you more than made up for it with everything else. It’s too bad that our last attempt to explore submission ended that way.”“Maybe...”“No. I.