It’s to be completely private. Okay?”I sat there and just stared at Mr. Keller standing there in his robe. “Yes, sir. But I . . .” I paused. �...�I don’t have any money.”“Don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of it and it will be my pleasure.”“Sir, may I ask a question?”“Sure anything,” Mr. Keller answered while standing in front of me.He was no more than a foot in front of me. I was looking directly at the spot where his cock was and at the hem of his robe and then I looked up into his eyes.“Why. " The voice of her becoming more and more teasing towards the end of the sentence.Abbigail Doster was a real beauty, light skin, about 5'4 tall, not fat, but not slim either, luscious breasts and a backside to infuriate gods. She had curves in all the right places, full lips, ginger hair reaching to her mid-back, a freckled face and green eyes. You always liked her company, she was one of the few that were kind and friendly towards you. "Ahh... I don't really know, what should I do?" Well why. “You?”Maddi shook her head. “Diana, it’s kinda making me sick what we did to each other.”Diana cocked her brow. “Well, look on the bright side. At least it’s not morning sickness,” she said with a wink.Maddi wanted to vomit. Again.---“I know she’s your sister and all.” Savannah’s fork grazed along her scrambled eggs as she sat across the oak kitchen table from Maddi. “But I get a real creepy vibe from Diana sometimes.”“Just sometimes?” Maddi smirked.“Oh,” Maddi huffed. “God knows how many. It didn’t take him long to cum again and they started getting dressed so I went back in the house. In about thirty minutes or so Terri found me and said, “I am ready to go home, go get the car and I will go get my coat.” With all of the people there I had to park about block and a half from the house. When I finally got back with the car I went in and couldn’t find Terri; Roger’s wife Barbara said she had gone to get her coat and purse. I walked down to the room where everyone left their coats.