." KY? Sure. I keep some here for when I bring my wife." She lets you do her ass?" It took a little convincing but once I showed her who was boss, she...doesn't fight it anymore."Dave stood up and walked into Tony's dark bedroom, Tony right behind him. Once they were naked, Dave got onto the bed, onto his knees, face resting on the pillow. Tony's fingers were gentle as he lubricated his friend's waiting passage, his finger exploring the depths."Do you remember the Carter twins, Tony?"How could he. This worried me and I suppose the fact that I had become aware of this trait in her personality induced me to begin looking elsewhere.In public she was the sweetest kindest girl you could meet, but behind closed doors she started producing the sour domineering personality of her mother. I often wondered how her father had ever got up the courage to have sex with his wife and produce three lovely looking daughters, even though they now seemed to have temperament problems.I had a couple of brief. ” She smiled as she went back to the bedroom area.Later, she came out helping her mother. I stood as they entered. Morgan said, “Sit down, Evan.”She helped her mother sit in a chair and put her feet up. Morgan said, “Mother, Evan and I have an announcement. He asked and I accepted. We’re engaged. You need to help make plans for my wedding.”Her mother looked surprised. When Morgan sat beside me on the couch, I took her hand. I kept holding it. We both looked at her, waiting.“I hope your choices. The babysitter on this most recent occasion was a young lady called Betty.My Patricia introduced her as Rose's cousin "Betty" just visiting from the country. She was a demure young thing just barely eighteen with a touch of color on her cheeks that was unnaturally natural. Her hair was a jumbled mass of curls that looked like some illicit warren for a shy but vicious fox with a bent for mischief. For some strange and incomprehensible reason, I had this insane desire to shove my cock in the.