For a while I forgot my own predicament and felt really smug. Wasn't I a fantastic guy? Who else would be able to present his friends not only with hi... own wife but with a second stunning female to look at?When all players had arrived and were looked after as far as liquid refreshment was concerned, Helen asked us to take our seats around the poker table and then proceeded to give us the long awaited explanation.Helen introduced herself once more as a friend of the hosts and let it shine. He got up from between my legs and hovered over me. He kissed my lips hard and passionately. He pushed his cock inside me in one thrust filling me. I moaned as he began to thrust hard and deep. It felt like he was pushing his way into my stomach. He pulled my legs up and put them around his head and thrust into even harder and deeper then before."God you feel so good Allie," Scott said thrusting into me harder. It felt like he was drilling me with his cock, and I never wanted him to stop, but I. Kyle and Kathleen enter the kitchen to find his mother and sisters are almost finished. On the table is the remains of a deep-dish breakfast pie - a crusted quiche containing eggs, sausage, and bacon pieces as well as cheese, onions, and shredded style hash brown potatoes. All this is blended together in a sauce and baked well. It’s one of Kyle’s favorite breakfast dishes.“Mom, how did you have time to make this?” Kyle asks.“I gave the chef at the hotel the recipe and asked him to prepare it as. It made little sense for me to be so emotional over things that happened to someone else, but using Ross’ body must have left me susceptible to his emotions. Jeanette chose to give me space.Her house was in the country not far outside of town. It was neat, clean, and attractive, just like Jeanette. The furniture was chosen with care and set off each room, giving it an independent personality. Jeanette gave me the fifty-cent tour, which was about all it was worth. “Here is the place, Ross..