” I had to ask, “Why are you doing this for Amanda and me?” Sam looked at me quizzically for a moment, “What do you mean?” “What I mean is...why are you doing this. You and me hardly ever talk let alone hang out.” Sam smiled at me, “Oh that. Well I’m doing this is because I lost a bet.” I looked at him for a moment, “And what bet is that?” Sam laughed, “I bet on last nights game that we won.” I wanted to pick up Amanda take her off my lap and set her down on the couch. I was ready to punch Sam as. Silence filled the room as their eyes remained locked; him looking down at her from his 6’5” frame and her looking up at him as he shuffled over.“I knew you had plans for me, but I ne-”“No more talking Key. Take out that big dick right now,” she ordered while not breaking eye contact.Keenan repeatedly flexed his already semi-hard dick as it kept engorging; pulling his pants and boxer-briefs down. Both were around his ankles in a hurry and he stepped out of them one foot at a time. He rested his. .. but ... I really loved those boys. Thanks for being there for me."Hal smiled at her again. "I hope it was a bit of a help," he said softly.She nodded. "It was. I was going to have a cuppa. What about you?" Yes, please."Making the tea helped her recover her composure. When it was ready they sat across the kitchen table from each other. They both looked at each other not knowing what to say. Hal was hoping he had not upset her and been forward in holding her. Diana was very aware that that was. " Mom!" Okay, okay..."Alexis reached for her diary, and laid back as she wrote in it."So my new Mistress is a real ungrateful bitch. Last night I made her cum her brains out, and yet now she's all "You're not a real genie", just because I don't dress like some slutty harem girl and talk like I'm from the 12th century. I can just tell I'm not going to like the next few decades."Alexis was about to write some more, before she felt a familiar tug, and her vision was filled with clouds of smoke,.