At least not without permission." She said the last part as a joke and laughed, but the words hung in the air. Maggie laughed, too. She wondered if sh... was laughing at the idea or to be polite.They ordered their food with a glass of wine and chatted about the events of the trip. They laughed over the episode with the store-bought catch of Smallmouth Bass and how they knew that Fred was ogling them as they boated around the lake that first day. It had all been great fun, and it opened the way to. “How long will your Dad be?” he quizzed not hearing her ask him earlier.She lifted her watch, checking the time with the cock on the wall. “Oh…a good hour yet” She smiled wriggling down into the settee.Will took the chance of moving in tighter, putting arm along the settee.“You’ve a good choice in music” he claimed.“Glad you like it, it’s soothing isn’t it” Mirabel mused; pushing herself up the back of the settee, assuring his arm fell around her neck.She couldn’t believe the slowness of Will,. That is what I thought, but I had learned you could not second-guess the female gender.Mitzi came and got my car to drive north. No, we did not make love. I think she would have, but it didn't seem right. I did receive a very warm kiss but there was not any passion in it as there shouldn't be. Before she drove off I asked how Chelsea and her father were getting along." Wonderfully. Dad loves her already and she can't do enough for him." Just a thought while you up there with Pete, why don't you. You grab her hair and pull her head back. You press the ice cube against her neck with your tongue. You feel her knees buckle slightly. You let the ice slide down her neck into her tight shirt. You pull her head to the side and bite her earlobe. You back her against the counter and look into her eyes. “Don't fuck with me Emily.” You watch her lust filled eyes turn fearful. You undo the zipper on your pants, and pull your hard cock out. You grab her and lift her onto the counter. You pull her.