She wasn't a bad cook,far from it, but she'd never cooked for me before, I was about to change that."You're cooking tea, I'm going to sit here, drink ...y wine and guide you, pay attention or you'll be eating standing up" A wide grin passed her lips as she nodded her agreement and reached for the apron."You'll not need that" I barkedI wanted to see her, watch her, admire her beauty as she worked. Starting with the basics I had her peeling and chopping, her moans of complaint at such menial tasks. When did she get so wet, she wondered, then stopped wondering about anything other than gripping his shaft within her inner walls as it slid deeper into her with every passing second. Realizing he had asked a question, she looked up at him, eyes a bit glazed, and nodded, “Unngh ... yess ... it’s so ... bad...” she said as she gasped a bit around his thickness, her pussy stretching to accommodate his girth.Rocking a bit now with his thrusts, she could feel herself opening up, spreading wide, her. "How long before dinner, Maria?" I asked."I am just about to get it started Ma'am," she replied."Good, I'm going to change out of these clothes then and get into something more comfortable… it's been a hard day," I said."Tough day at work, honey?" Richard asked.I looked at Maria, smiling smugly at me. "Yeah work," I said blankly.I went into the bedroom to change, my head still spinning with the recent events. Maria's cheeky silence only added to my bewilderment.I went into the bedroom to change. “Good, now stand up.” She stood up still holding the sheet around her. “Drop the sheet.” She did. I just looked at her naked body. It was a younger version of Lyla. Her tits could’ve been fake too, they looked so perfect. And being a cheerleader had done wonders for her ass, it stuck out like a Kardashian’s. Danielle did have a great body, but she was tall and thin, whereas Shelby was shorter and curvier. “Turn around and get on the bed, on your hands an knees… You know, the way you were while.