“Alright,” she said, slamming her fork onto the table. “I’m pissed.” “Can we talk about it?” “In the room,” she snapped at him. When...he opened the door to their room she twisted on a heel, and glared at him. “I thought I loved you. I thought you loved me. But, you’re a real asshole. You manipulated me to get what you wanted and that just pissed me off,” she steamed. “What the hell are you talking about?” He placed the key on the desktop and moved toward the bedside table where the telephone. I wasn't too eager to be a stop-gap, fill-in gopher at theTrent mansion, but I didn't want to irritate my mom by declining,either. So I was soon spending a lot of my free time every day overthere doing household chores instead of caring for our small, two-bedroom house, which is a snap to do by comparison.It turned out my assigned tasks over there were easy. Mister big bucksand his two adult sons were gone most of the day, so they didn't know orcare how much time it took me to wash, dry, and. I noticed a drop underneath the links between her breasts. My chest was tight as I slipped my fingers in and spread the drop thinly between her breasts.Her legs were easier to do. I had to stand up, which allowed another adjustment to my shorts. I did the bottom of her feet first making her giggle again. I worked her shins slowly, preparing myself for her thighs.She had thick, athletic thighs from the workouts on aerobic machines like the Stairmaster. I poured lotion on them, allowing myself. When i came out of the bathroom. WHo was standing there….Jamie…my heart stopped. He told me he was sorry but He Had to do it. His cock was still swollen in his pants. I could see his buldge soooo clear. He asked me if I could jerk him off while he suck and kiss my titties. He told me he would only shot on the floor.I didn’t want him to waste that cum on the floor. I held his hand and pulled him in the spare room. I didn’t say a word….He Pulled my shirt over my titties and he sucked and sucked.