This is Pam's fantasy. No homo stuff."Back at the house I got a shower and jumped on the motorcycle. Another fifteen minutes and I was across town. I ...alked to their front door peeling leather off. Didn't even need to knock, Pam opened the door. Tight blue jeans and a cotton blouse. Her tits were equal to the heavy duty bra she wore. Their seven year old daughter slipped past me, hollering to another kid across the parkway about staying the night."Hi, Pam." Hi, yourself. Come on in."Rob sat in. “Love you too, Honey.”I opened the passenger door for Mom, smiled and exposed pussy, thanking me.“Remember what Dad said to me, if you can’t be good then be bad. I plan on being, very, very bad!”I drove home where Donna, Lisa, and Joy were waiting, dressed in their sexy low cut tops and short skirts.“So, tell me, Rick, did you fix mom’s snowblower?” Donna asked, coyly, looking at her.“I have her engine purring like a sexy pussy cat,” I joked.“He sure has!” Beth smiled. “Thank you, Donna, for. Fluted glasses were brought in already half full of sparkling wine.He said, “It is appropriate that we toast the Crown Prince and his Princess with Landers’ sparkling wine.”I whispered to Jam. “I’m going to want that for our reception.” He nodded.The King took a sip and nodded. The rest of us did. It was good and very smooth! He then continued. “I sent my son to the United States for three reasons. First, I wanted him to watch over his sister and her romance. The second reason was a hope that. Probably because though she was slightly chubby, she still ate healthy and was active. She probably just ate a bit more than she should and didn't exercise. He'd never seen her amongst the other crew who smoked, though he did know she enjoyed her alcohol which could also attribute to her slight weight issue.Honestly, though he liked a woman who was more athletic, she was quite attractive for her age—which he now suspected was around 37 to 40. He didn't see all that much of her though, just her.