“We’d probably need to compare,” I suggested. “After all, your sister prefers being fucked in the ass sometimes.” I could tell Madison was i...agining what that would look like -- what my cock would look like sliding in and out of her sister’s ass. Finally, Madison nodded. “I bet your dick would feel really good,” she said after a moment. “Like, if you were to put it in my ass.” “You think so?” I asked.She nodded. “I bet it would be really nice and tight,” she said slowly. “I bet you wouldn’t. Amy wrapped her arms around Maggie's leg and tearfully held on, sobbing."Oh it's ok," Maggie said, bending down to comfort the little girl who was rubbing her eyes and sobbing in fear. Picking her up she thrust the girl upon her hip as motherly women tend to do, and set off down the hall to light other lamps to drive away the darkness.In another part of the house Bryan was stumbling around with a flashlight attempting to find his shoes so that he could go deal with the issue. He suspected that. It meant nothing to me then just our usual banter. So we end up in California. All the work was done really quickly leaving us with a day at the end of the trip where we had time for R&R. She wanted to get out of the city and visit the area round about. So I rented a car and we headed out over the Golden Gate bridge towards Nappa valley. I spent the day driving her from vineyard to vineyard with her tasting at everyone. By the time we headed back to the hotel Lisa was a little tipsy. We dropped. ”“Interviewing me?”“Right.”“Is this a class project? Did Tennessee Williams interview women before he fucked them?”I checked the angle of the camera. It needed re-centered. I fiddled with it as I answered her. “I don’t think he fucked any women, honey.” The camera was ready now. I moved toward the bed. “And that’s one thing right there.”She looked confused again.“That’s one what thing right where?”“One thing I love about you.”I sat on the bed next to her. When she smiles big and genuine, her.