Archie Jr. had a lovely fianc?e until he caught you in the back of our Celica with her, and it’s been how many—two marriages? Obviously you need a...halt. Certainly I can’t compel you to keep the chastity device on, but you did tell me you want to move back in because the child support will be so prohibitive (two marriages, three children, alas) and your father wants to charge you a nominal rent, but I’m willing to overlook that if you’ll follow just a few rules, including a curfew drug urine. Misty waited a moment to let the girl accept her boob-to-boob hug and then kissed her fully on the lips. It was a sweet kiss, a delicate kiss that lingered but did not push for passion. The thought then hit me that Misty was offering this brunette goddess her first taste of sapphic delight.I downed the last of my drink and held my empty cup, not wanting to miss any of what was about to happen.Misty released her kiss and embrace and talked softly to the brunette as she gently fondled her. I slammed against the back of the couch. "Shut up and lay back!" She snapped. She quickly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She pulled my pants down to my ankles dragging my boxers with them. I sat there, my cock starting to come to life. Her forcefulness along with her attitude was a turn on. She slid down to the floor on her knees, kneeling between my legs. She grabbed my cock and started stroking it. Then she looked up at me. She had changed to a slightly humbled demeanor. She gave a half. There was a knock at the door. I was shocked to see. It was smitha aunty. Wearing a tight sleeve less top and a hot denim shots. She was looking like a bomb.I was struck by her beautiful boobs that was calling me to press them hard and suck them like mad.Smitha: Can you please help me.Me: Ji Aunty. Tell me what help you want.Smitha: My maid is on leave. And my house is bit dusty. Can you help me to move heavy stuff so that I can clean my house?Me: Sure thing aunty why not.So now me and smitha.