If you are that sure than I’d be stupid to say no, especially as it is something I’ve wanted for a while now.’‘Is it?’‘Is it what?’‘So...ething you want.’I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. ‘If that kiss doesn’t answer you then I’m doing something wrong.’Donna giggled. ‘I think I can take that as a yes then!’‘I need to pop back home first, just to check on Aggie. I’ll be two minutes.’ I said as I stood up.Donna gave me a fabulous smile. ‘Two minutes and no more.’I shot out and hurried over. It was the same story at six-thirty as she sucked him back to life and climbed on him. She was Annie Oakley, back in the saddle again. “Wasn’t she supposed to be sore?” Jake asked himself.Jake was fucked out by seven, but Faith was bright eyed and bushy tailed. She dragged him into the shower to revive him. He put on his pajama pants and she wore his shirt as they made their way to the kitchen to start breakfast. Faith bustled around efficiently, insisting Jake sit at the table drinking the. Grandma opened the door on the porch for me, then let the door close behind her and stepped around me and opened the door leading into the house, and as soon as she had the door closed, "Take that to my bedroom there."As usual, grandma's house was very clean like when grandpa was alive, she all ways thought her house was dirty and she needed to be cleaning it all the time it seemed, "Excuse the mess please, and just make yourself at home, like you live here." Why not the spare bedroom?" I made. My hands slide up your chest to the top button on your shirt. I begin unbuttoning your shirt, my fingers brushing against your bare skin as I move lower. I love the way you look when you get home from work. I giggle when I think of the contrast between how professional you look, when I know how deviously dirty you can be. You catch my giggle and question it. I give you a sly grin and begin to kiss your chest, your shirt unbuttoned but still on. You moan and slide your hands around me to my.