He responded accordingly, shoving his own big cock back into my mouth and taking the sides of my head in his strong hands, grasping bunches of hair be...ween his fingers, and began fucking my face forcefully. I withstood his motions, choking back the initial reaction to gag, before deep-throating like a porn star. Meanwhile the brunette beneath me had woken back into life, and was now mauling my two tits with his big clumsy hands and sucking greedily away at my cum-covered nipples—either he had. ”“No, no,” he quickly says, practically leaping from his chair to wrap his arms around the woman and comfort her. “I do think of you, a lot. But even then, she seems to be there too.”Ashley pushes away, not because she doesn’t want to be held by the man, but because she has an idea. “Maybe she’s your mistress.”“What?” Anders asks, totally thrown off by the comment. “You’re technically my mistress.”“No, I don’t mean it that way,” she says, shaking her head. “I mean it metaphorically. I took some. I’m really going to enjoy living here.” “I know. I think we really picked a great home. So what do you think about a nanny. That might really help us out.” I watched as Mrs. Fleer closed her cardigan and warmed herself with her arms. She didn’t respond right away. “Don’t you think we should get someone with more experience Dick?” I furrowed my brow because her comment left a sting in my heart. I was nineteen. I think I was more mature than she gave me credit for. “She’ll do fine. I mean Ashton. I had enough time, I hoped.I wrapped the towel around my head, and went to pick out an outfit while my AOL signed on.I decided on a tan, knee length skirt; a white halter top; some white, strappy sandals; and my brown purse to match the tie belt that fell around my waist.I glanced at the computer screen. Ben, Amanda, Brittany, the rest of the gang, and several other people were on.Kyle instant messaged me, and so did Amanda.I replied a "hey" to each, then got dressed. I did my makeup while I.