Her goal was to look and feel sexy. She had hoped to treat Andy and decided to put on her sexiest lingerie. She didn’t have much but she thought a s...xy lace bra and a sheer thong would be sufficient. She added some simple heels and a short robe. He was due to arrive any minute so she poured two glasses of whisky, taking a sip from one.There was a knock on the door, sending a wave of excitement through Em. She put down her glass and walked to the door. Opening it up for Andy, she immediately. Jay spread his legs, giving me room on the couch to work his cock deeply in and out of my throat. Suddenly the phone rang and I began to pull off his cock. A hand on the back of my head held my mouth on his shaft. The phone was on the table beside the couch above Jay's head and with his other hand, Jay reached behind him and grabbed it."Hello? Hey b*o. What's up? Really? Yeah, kind of a slow day then. Me? Just having a bit of fun here. Nah, not that. Closer, but not quite. Closer still. That's. Gibson’s daughter. Kizzy was her mother in minature. Slight of build though, long jet black hair, slightly dark complexion, deep black eyes. She was obviously going to bud into a beauty but hadn’t quite reached the “budding” stage yet. She had an impish smile and her eyes shone with mischief. “You’ve got your hands full tonight” said Meg “Kizzy can be a right demanding little madame!” she whispered in my ear. “Now you must be firm with her” said Mrs. Gibson (and no that wasn’t meant as a pun. I. ''Let's just do what I tell you to do, Mom...and everything will be OK,' Mark repeated with a firm voice. 'Now, just undo the dress, Mom, all the way down.''You mean that, Mark?...all the way down?''Yes, Mom, undo all the buttons, and stand against the wall.'D knew that now her son held the upper hand. He was promising to get the video and pictures destroyed, and she had watched him delete the pictures that he possessed. Perhaps Mark was being honest when he promised that no-one else would see.