She snatched up her dog and huffed back into the house as I struggled to catch the girl. Well then it was definitely time to get back home!It was quie... when I opened the door and pushed in the stroller. Then I heard these heavy footsteps as Richard came downstairs in nothing but a pair of boxers. As I got Carolyn's son out of the stroller, he got a couple of drinks out of the fridge. Grinning at me he said, “Hot woman up there. Since I knocked her up, she can't get enough of me.” I just rolled. She tied it with abig bow. He started cleaning the living room. When he finished in there itshone like a room in the house decorating magazines. Then he didthe kitchen. When it was time to do he floor he asked where her mopwas. She told him she didn't have one that he would have to do iton his hands and knees. She got him the bucket and a rag. Hescrubbed it and then she gave him a rag to rinse the floor. Shewatched as he did it with a broad smile on her face. He had troublewith the apron. She thrusts into her soaking pussy over and over, her hips lifting to allow her fingers in deeper and then it starts. She knows the heat building is her early warning signal and she opens her eyes searching hungrily for her boy. There he is, standing at the bottom of the bed, erection in hand. She smiles to herself at the expression plastered across his face. It's one that she hasn’t seen since she gave him a puppy for his 8th birthday. “Come here” she instructs him, her voice almost a growl.. Now she looked back up expecting me to continue among the many unpaid dues and I was that of my PG accommodation. I had not paid the rent in 3 months now and Mr Milt had already been giving me trouble about it.I had called home several times for money but they insisted I go back. I didn’t want to and the same joint family of nosy uncles and aunt’s cousins who couldn’t stop bullying me and a future that had nothing but a life of managing a small time travel agency.I couldn’t have and I refused.