I hope I do." You do indeed," he said."OK, then, time for work. Now I expect we need to check in with the Gardener. And then breakfast—God, I'm star...ed. Good sex does that to me. Bad sex, now ... oh, well, never mind. But I hope they don't show up before we have a chance to eat. Do they wake up early, too, do you think? Or do they even sleep?"He gave a chuckle. "How would I know? But as I told you, I expect we are under observation. They will probably come when they see us awaiting them.". “Mother, how did dad fuck you on wedding night?I want to fuck you the same way” Mother smiled ay me and said that dad had mounted her in the missionary position. I came on my mother and slid my hard cock into her wet pussy and started to fuck my gorgeous, sexy mother. As I pounded her pussy, my mother was moaning and groaning loudly. She wrapped her legs around me, with her feet pressed against my back, and began meeting my thrusts, with thrusts of her own. We continued our fuck, as the sounds. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust after the brightness from outside but as she led him down a tiled staircase to the pool, he realised he was in a bath house. The air was moist and cool after the heat of the day and he caught the scent of gardenias. The only sounds he heard was that of his own footsteps echoing off the ceramic walls and the tinkling splash of a waterfall in that emptied into the pool. She stopped in front of a low marble bench and, turning to face him, removed her. I wanted him inside me.___Scott walked into the office with his weekly reporting. This was one of the few chances I had to talk privately with him.“Here are the preliminary reports, there are a few issues based on program data that haven’t been updated yet. It will materialize and offset the deficiencies by the end of this week. The final reports will be ready on Friday as per Admin’s request.”I have to do something, the temptations from last few days must yield a climax. “Thank you for.