Anne made it clear to Amy though, that since we no longer had her working, she really needed to make herself useful around the house and in the bedroo.... Amy told us about their private conversation later. She said it was hard not to laugh, as her mother was being serious, but all that was already there ... In spades.New Year’s toasts and togetherness, as well as some voracious lovemaking, started the year off on the right foot. The project delivered its first test platform just after New Year’s. After that first orgasm she was moaning like a paid whore as she pushed her pelvis upwards, changing the angle and also allowing me to penetrate even deeper into her. I could feel my balls tighten and realized I’m not wearing any protection, I tried to pull out, but she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me against her“I’m going to cum”She was gasping at each word“In…me…cum…in…me…”I took that she was on the pill and gripped her hips as I shoved deep into her and exploded, I swear I could. I am so paranoid that someone is, A) going to hear us and B) someone is going to walk by and look down the side of my house where I am lit up by the street lights outside my property. So nervous, but also so turned on, I beg them to take me inside, but no, they are enjoying the water and the show! I am really hoping the hedges that surround my backyard are screening me and absorbing the sound. I have fucked myself out here late night alone before, but this is totally different and really. I wet myself again, drawing Stacey's ire. "Oh, please!" I begged. "I love Jenny so much; can't you do what you did last night, to me? I know she'd love you, and she's so wonderful, you'd just adore her. We could all be together."Stacey's expression was answer enough, and a powerful yellow stream gushed to the floor as I persisted in my entreaties. "Please, if you love me?" Love?" Stacey laughed harshly. "Jenny doesn't love you, Linnea; she's a home wrecker! Look at yourself! She's been trying.