.there's a concept." You can see Danny at the dance tomorrow," Bonnie chided her. "And hewas more than welcome to come over here tonight and help." Ye...h, he'll be sorry he missed out on this," she sighed, picking up oneof the sachets. "Mom, nobody is going to want these." Well, not the boys," Bonnie countered. "But that's who the cookies arefor."Terry came breezing into the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge andmade a face at the pungent smell of potpourri. "People! C'mon, we cookfood in. I thought my Beef Wellington was horrible, and badgered Diana until she took some and shared her steak with me. She thought my Wellington wasn't that good, certainly not up to nice steakhouse standards, but she didn't want to grade it as horrible. She said the same about her dinner.Her Steak Diane, on the other hand, was very good as far as I was concerned. Maybe not 'excellent', but far better than just 'edible'. We agreed that the Steak Diane should be moved over to the approved list with a. I asked for it LOL" Good girl," I sent. "Have fun." But she'd already signed out. Eager, indeed.I quickly hibernated my laptop and slipped it under my bed. Then I debated whether I should pretend she was waking me up, but decided I didn't fake being woken up very well, and then, with some inspiration, thinking about the earlier exchange, I realized the perfect thing -- she was going to be interrupting me as I masturbated. How obvious. I wasn't going to let her catch me ... but I was going to. She owned every inch of my cock, doing as she wanted with it. I didn’t believe it could possibly get any harder or thicker, yet it did. It got so amazingly large that I thought it would surely burst. Gail knew how to keep me from erupting. She continually brought me to the brink of blasting only to withdraw her lips to the tip of my engorged purple head. She stayed there while the throbbing subsided. Then she’d begin all over again.It was an exquisite experience — but one so intense it almost.