About her, she was 30+ years of age. And she lived there with her husband and another lady. To be honest, the whole situation is still confusing. Appa...ently she was a mistress or I don’t know what to him. He never cared about his wife. All he did was listen to that mistress/lady friend. I used to first think that she was his sister or something. Now I’m going to name the Lady who is the main character. Her name was Daisy.Now the thing about Daisy is, she was very chatty. But also, she felt this. ”Dave smiled over at her, “My aim is to please as many people here as I can. Of course, they may have to pull me out of this pool to do that.”Jean slid into the pool and onto the same step Dave sat on. Her hand grasped his tumescent cock, and turned the softness into a hard steel-like loaded weapon of lust. She moved a leg over Dave’s legs, mounted him, and allowed his cock to sink deep into her vagina until there was nothing left to sink.Dave wasn’t surprised, but he did give her a raised. I was mentally worn out between the beer, weed and Renee’s text. I went to bed early, anxious for the next day to arrive.I woke up Tuesday morning with thoughts in my head. Even though I wanted to get on the road immediately I wasn’t in such a hurry as to not have coffee and smoke first. I made a cup and took my laptop out to the patio to enjoy the coolness of the morning air.As I lit up a smoke, I opened my laptop. I saw a new message from Renee. My messages come to my phone and my laptop.. ‘What’s all the noise,’ Mom asked. Hearing the commotion she had walked around the side of the house. ‘Oh, it’s you Becca. Are you staying for dinner?’ ‘Miss Kate,’ Becca was shouting with excitement. ‘Danny’s on You Tube.’ Mom took hold of Becca’s cell and moved it to where she could clearly see the images. I was standing on the small stage at Breens. Becca could be seen behind her keyboard. I watched them closely and then Mom’s eyes moved to look directly at me. I felt as if she could see.