When I was met by Fallon and Sharon to drive me home I was a little drained, but I knew that my ladies were exited about having the name of Mason in m...st cases this would be a brand new name, even though some of these women are born Mason family members as their mothers or fathers were born Masons with different names in some cases. Tonight’s dinner were four slowly baked chuck roasts with mashed potatoes and gravy, and sweet green peas. Carmanza put the four roasts in the oven at 275 degrees. ‘I’m a bacon and eggs kind of girl. Two scrambled, the bacon a little on the crispy side, and the sourdough is just a vehicle for butter.’ I love you. ‘Coming right up.’ I said, pulling the sash tight around my waist. ‘I can see that.’ She teased. ‘It’s your fault!’ I shot back. ‘Oh is it now? You got all hard ’cause of little old me?’ She tilted her head down, looking up at me, bighting gently on a crooked finger, twisting her foot on her toe. She was the picture of filthy innocence. ‘Yes, now. Salt and pepper were next. While the potatoes were sizzling she started warming up the corn. I had previously taken the butter out of the fridge to warm up so it would spread easily on the fresh bread. Dinner was coming together nicely. I took the platter of steaks and grilled them to a nice medium rare. Essie had the table ready when I returned. I put the steaks on the table and sat down. Essie walked over and kissed me, and then she sat down. We ate in silence, both of us hungry. The steaks. He ushered us inside where he flopped into a tatty old armchair. He pointed at his groin. "Right darlin'! Fish it out and get suckin'!" Emily dropped to her knees and with shaking fingers unzipped him and took out that thick, menacing-looking cock of his! Matt reached over and pushed her face down to it!It was obvious she was not used to this sort of treatment, and she nearly gagged on the thing, but managed to avoid that and get herself into a more comfortable position! He bobbed her head up.