That certainly deserves a bit more than a night in my chair. Come on, Love, I've Margarehte's best in here." Alice replied."Yum, thought I recognized ...hat smell." Rick responded with a yawn, while heading for the kitchen. He was greeted with a mug of Margarehte's love and after a health sip, with a warm kiss.After the first few sips. He was beginning to feel decidedly more human, when something that had been playing at the back of his brain finally broke through. He blurted out, "Your ring.". Then she handed me the envelope and letter.The obvious quality of the writing improved my first impression of the envelope. It was handwritten and carefully crafted.Madam Sullivan;It is my great pleasure to invite you to afternoon tea on Thursday next.Emily Johnson Council Member Seward’s Folly Mother’s CouncilWhen I finished, I looked at April. “Henry, what do you think it means?” She asked.“Well, at first blush, it looks like the Seward’s Folly high society is making advances. Or the queen. Bailee sat in the back seat, listening to the two women talk and getting embarrassed whenever Aunt Ruth would look at her in the rear-view mirror. This was beyond mortifying as Aunt Ruth had this way of looking at her that made her feel small and ashamed even when she did nothing wrong! "Don't you worry, Anne. I pretty much raised you after Mom and Dad died, I think I can handle this one. Besides, I have enough chores and work around the house to keep her more than occupied. She won't have time. Her whimpers turned into a deep throated moan when she felt the head of my cock press against her ass.I hesitated and looked over at Ashley. Her eyes were huge with anticipation.She looked up into my eyes and nodded her head up and down excitedly, encouraging me to press on and invade her mother's ass as she watched from only six feet away.I could smell two distinctly different aroma's in the air – each of the agitated pussies in my presence wafting their own unique signature.I pressed my cock.