It's still your duty to do anything and everything you can to please him. So I'm ordering you to dance. Now!" That is true," Susan pondered, as she st...oked her son's pole. "To be honest, I'm not a good dancer. But If you think that shaking my booty a bit will help keep his mommy-splitter squirting out more sperm, then that's what I'll have to do. But I want it to be noted that I'm doing this under protest."Suzanne grinned a bit as she replied, "Duly noted." Noting how Susan was getting into. For me a Drambuie and you a cafe ole. Upon retiring to our room, we for as long as is bearable stand and look into the wonder of each others eyes. I ever so slowly run my hands through your hair. As my hands contact your warm skin the electricity begins to course through us. My fingers lightly slide around the back of your neck at the hairline forward to under your ears then down your lovely throat to your collar bone. Trailing my fingers will be my lips kissing your brow down over your cheek. He dropped to one knee and presented the new toothbrush as though he was a knight, and it was his sword as he offered it to Jillian. ‘Here you are, Milady.’ Jillian took it after a second. She regarded both of them with suspicion, until he said. ‘Jilly, it’s still in the wrapper from the store. It doesn’t have my germs on it yet. I didn’t get a chance to put any on it. Sheesh! It’s yours now, ok?.’ Kayla looked as though she was just this side of laughter. ‘Fine.’ Jillian said, stonily. He. She was young and more polished and also very smart. Susan wasn't actually a great looker. She was kind of mousy in the face, with dirty blonde shoulder-length hair and wide hips and small breasts. I preferred my women to be bustier for sure. But Susan did have a certain quiet seductiveness about her, and I had always wondered what she would think if I just came up behind her, bent her over her desk from behind, and took her doggie style. I kind of thought she would like it.I wasn't the only.