Throughout my shower my cock stayed like an iron rod, thinking of her naked body I had just left. I grabbed a towel and exited the shower, returning f...om my en-suite to the bedroom. Emma had removed the covers from the bed and spread her legs to give me a full view of the show she was putting on. With her vibrator in her right hand, she wiggled it at me saying, 'Are you sure that meeting is sooo important.' A wicked smile brushed across her lips as she said it. 'Unfortunately, it really is,'. His grip was like iron and he slowly but irresistibly pulled her back behind him. She suddenly understood he wasn't trembling at all; he was silently laughing."This is a friendly get-together, mate," he said calmly. "We were just getting ready to leave anyway. We're not looking for any trouble. We'll just get out of here and you can tell everybody you chased us away; nobody needs to get hurt." Too late for that, motherfucker!" the asshole hissed."I've got your back, partner," someone said from. Her moans increased and her legs buckled and her pussy crashed onto my face. She rubbed her cunt on my mouth, clearly desperate to release the orgasm building inside her. I just extended my tongue as best I could and tried to breathe as she literally fucked my face to orgasm. Knowing it was Miranda Collington riding my face was the second most exhilarating moment of my life, it would have been first if it hadn't been for what Mommy and I had done last night. Suddenly she bounced on my face a. She makes all these cute “H&H” crafts while she’s gone as a gift to Hayley and it’s disgusting.I finally tune in to the conversation to catch Jen talking about a recent date with a firefighter only to leave him at the end of the dinner with the female bartender. Jen doesn’t discriminate based on gender. Or anything really. She’s kind of like Dillon in that sense.This is pretty typical for our Saturdays now. Hayley and I listen to Dillon and Jen talk about their sexual exploits. Hayley doesn’t.