I felt my cock beginning to grow as I thought about Elisa looking up at me with those pretty eyes as she inhaled my entire length. Her mother began to...stir and with her back to me I couldn’t tell if she were awoke or not. Little by little she inched herself back until her ass was resting on my manhood. I slid back just a little to create some separation between us. I said a silent prayer and thanked god that the temptation had stopped. Two minutes later her mother slides back again this time. It wasn’t a position he could leave her in for very long, but it would do for what he hand in mind. He added nothing else — no clamps, no blindfold, no gag — and he didn’t touch her, either. He just left her there, smirking as she gradually realized that he had something unexpected in store.“Luke,” she whined, “please...”“No.”“But you’ve got me trussed up like a turkey. Aren’t you going to stuff me?”“This isn’t going to go like you think.”“What do you... ?”“Wait,” he interrupted, holding up his. "She practically skipped as she happily removed her clothing. Her body was already beginning to betray her."Name them and describe their features, don't skip a single detail."Michael cocked his head in her direction to show that he was listening. With eyes twinkling, he looked forward to her descent into deep frustration.She sat cross legged, as if she was sharing her toys with a friend. Kymber laid them out in order, favorite to least favorite. She stumbled through with great difficulty as. I'm good at preparing it, it goes well with wine, and it's not so loaded with protein that it puts me to sleep. Or, hopefully, her. I refrained from adding garlic to the bread. That was not how I wanted the evening to be remembered.We caught up, awkwardly, actually. It was strange to talk about a period of time in which we were attached to others while beginning new possibilities. Still, conversation became pleasantly casual, during which she reminded me why I had always liked her. Or, more.