They asked Cheryl if she would keep an eye on me and she said sure, maybe I should sleep over at their house. So I wound up in one of the sons' old ro...m downstairs, off of the family room. After dinner I went down to the room to do some school work, and then I sat on the sofa to watch TV. I could hear them arguing upstairs but later it got quiet. Not long after, Cheryl came downstairs. She was wearing a chiffon robe and when she bent over to ask what I was watching, I could see her milky. She told me to wait in the hall and mistress would see me shortly. After five minutes the girl returned and showed me through to the sitting room, stood in front of a large ornate fire place was “Mistress Annabelle” she was older (Around 50) than I expected but still stunning in her way, she had shoulder length black hair and was dressed in a tight fitting cat suit that showed off her still perfect body, she turned to me and said “Sit” her voice left you under no illusion that this was a. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante unki knowledge ke liye main bata du ki mera naam Rahul hai aur mera mail id hai Corona virus ka time chal raha hai. Lekin main asha karta hu ki aap log theek ho aur apne apne gharo main surakshit ho. Kher aaj kal ghar mein rehne ka fayeda bhi bohut hai. Kyuki chudaaiyan karne ka mauka bhi mil hi jata hoga. Aur agar nahi mil raha hai to video call pe ladkio ko apne lund ka pradarshan to zaroor kar hi rahe honge.Aur rahi baat ladkiyo ki, to agar waxing wali aunty na aa. .. yes, he’s here too. Here he is.” Joyce held the phone up to Sam’s ear.“Hi, Dad ... yeah ... cool ... here’s Mom.” He continued to lazily slide in and out of Joyce.“Yeah, I’m back.” Joyce looked up at Sam, past her growing belly. What a polite boy to slow down for her phone call with his father. Joyce was so proud of her handsome young man. “So, did you get it?”Sam sped up his pace just a little bit.“Yeah?” Joyce put her finger over her lips and gave Sam a stern look. “You did?”Sam slowed his.