" Don't be stupid; I'm only here because you are blackmailing me into being here."Bullshit BJ. You are loving every bit of it. You are doing things th...t you love doing — I've got you on tape begging for it sweetie — and you are able to cover it up by saying that you were forced. If Mike ever does find out you have the perfect excuse, "I was blackmailed honey." But we both know that at heart you are a slut and you will miss it when Mike comes home — if I let you."BJ looked away and didn't say a. Mike's hands were wrapped in my hair, pulling it off my face so he could watch my affection. I looked up to his eyes and grinned, pre-cum gleaning on my lips "Are you ready to give me some cream for my cookies baby?" I teased."Ready or not, here I cum!" he laughed back."Then fuck my mouth like you want to fuck my pussy Mike... we'll get to that later!" I proclaim. "Now, get on your knees" he quickly complied. Still on mine, I spread my legs open wide and leant forward, my ass in the air, aware. Now, as she admired my prone and pinioned form, she slipped a hand inside the wrap of the skirt, and was clearly giving some attention to her own pussy. What about mine?!‘Hey!!’, I said, as I struggled a bit more. Then I relaxed and watched with pleasure, as she did a slow, sexy, teasing strip in front of me. First she kicked aside her flip-flops, then the straps of the cami top came down from her shoulders and she pulled it down over her hips, and despatched that as well. With some sinuous. In fact, my hair is so fair it is bordering on white. ("Flaxen" is the term, I believe.) Both Brian and Patricia on the other hand have dark dishwater colored hair. Or had, I should say since Brian is now completely bald and Patricia became a bottle blonde at 11. They take after our mother in coloring (original coloring; she's a bottle blond too) and, I should add, stature since Mom is short and flat. Both she and Patricia corrected the latter with implants – interestingly at the same time,.