” I had actually quietly hung out for a while in the living room on Tuesday night hoping to hear or see some action in my parents’ room, but it wa... not to be.Mom informed me of a family meeting after dinner tomorrow night. Hmm, I wonder what the topic of discussion is. As if I didn’t know. I have thought about how to answer the question or to respond to the proposal; I’m expecting the proposal to pass. Certainly, the conversations that Mom has played for me suggest that the smart money is on a. , you must have been saving up, she's over flowed. Untie her andturn her over, I want to make her bark, when I do her." They quickly untiedLinda's hands, and turned her over on her knees. With her elbows supportingher on the matters, and her ass sticking up in the air, she looked and feltlike a good fucking. The Jamaican pulled her blue dress up over her butt,and the white guys rubbed his fingers in the mixture of pussy juice and cum,before sliding a finger into her asshole. Then he mounted her. ”I said, “well I was just about to go hit the tables, do you want to come?”Lexi said “Of course. Could you just wait like 15 minutes? I just want to freshen up a little bit?”I said “No doubt, take your time..ill just wait in my room. Knock on the door when your ready”She said “Nonsense come in my room, I wont be long I promise!”So I happily followed her into her room which was, believe it or not room number 691 so It was right across from me.I turned on the tv and watched lexi hastily unpack. That was a bruised rib if nothing else. He groaned and tried to open his eyes. Bright light flared and he tried to raise his arm to block it out. More pain flared. He squinted and the light became bearable. A blurry form blocked out the light. a face?This all seemed too familiar. "Mo?" he asked in a voice that didn't sound like his own. Where was he? What had happened?"No, not Mo. Lara." A cool feminine voice with a British accent told him. He felt a hand brush his cheek.Lara. Lady Grace..