I didn’t cook it, I just got it ready to be cooked. I wanted to eat with her. I set the table and made the coffee. Then, once more, I was playing th... waiting game. I texted her, “Good morning baby, can’t wait to see you. I love you.”I set the table and poured my first cup of coffee when I heard the phone beep with a text. “Love you too. I will let you know when I leave. Give me a few. Love you.”She would be home soon. Ok I could deal with that. I cleaned the kitchen and, just to stay busy, I. UUUUNNGGHH..AAAAH..AAAAH..MMM."I continue to hammer her ass with my cock. A second surge tore through her body. Pussy juice gushing from her cunt and dribbling down her hand.I pull out and roll Meredith onto her back. I push her knees back by her ears and ram my cock deep into her asshole. My face was inches from hers as I hammered her tight ass. She looks at me with lust crazed eyes. Filth spewed from her mouth between her desperate gasps. " Oh..Fuck..John..You Fucking Bastard..Oh Fuck.". "Time for dinner!" she said. Sammy sprung off the couch andraced to the table. I was much slower, unsure of what to do.I took my seat across from Sammy and next to my father. Mom took acasserole out of the oven. My dad touched me on the arm and asked ifeverything was all right. I didn't want to look him in the eye, but Ihad too. He was sitting tall in his chair but I could tell he was inpain. He looked like a man who was on the verge of losing his son. Itold him I was okay."Are you sure. Another one, as powerful followed, then thesucceeding ones lessened till, at last, after about twelve spurts, thefinal effort was a meagre dribble that barely slid down the silky skinof the trembling organ. It was done. After a few, panting minutes, she stood up from the bed and totteredback to the bathroom to clean up. Several minutes later, dry, perfumedand now in control, her hardness soft, almost insignificant, she cameout and approached us, at last with intent. Firstly, she picked up.