"I just talked to her, and when I mentioned you she blushed," Becky responded. "She could not talk about you at all without getting flustered. What di... you do to her?" She asked me a question," I told Becky, "and I don't think that she was ready for the answer." Are you trying to seduce my mother?" she asked."And what, my little slave-to-be, would you do if I said yes?" I asked her seriously.She blushed and lowered her eyes. She said, "I would ask, sir, how a humble slave girl could help her. Then to his relief he saw a white light andmoved towards it. Standing in front of the light which as he got closer he sawwas a door was an angel. She was obviously an angel as she was a stunning big breastedblonde slim with an angelic face and as Bob could see a neat pair of wings andshe was fluttering above the ground. She was wearing a virtually see though dressas she smiled at Bob and said, ?Hello Bob sorry I am a bit late the system is alittle over whelmed. Okay though you go? and she waved. So instead I head back into the country house and my room.For I can’t deny my arousal at the thought of what may be going on right now. Lying on the bed I quickly open my flies and take my already hard cock in hand.Right now Dad’s young lover could be on her knees in front of him, devouring his cock, licking and nibbling, sucking and spitting on it, begging him for his cum. I’m wanking slowly as I imagine the scene…my Dad running his hands through her short, spikey blonde hair, or maybe his. Com/ ) so I got those, some black pudding and other bits for a good fry-up. I was sure my daughter would appreciate the rare treat. Whilst I was paying the sight of the lottery machine reminded me to check my numbers. A quick check in my pocket ensured that I needed to do this at home as I didn't have the ticket with me.Both Kate and I agreed that the fry-up was an excellent idea, with my daughter sarcastically saying that it was about time I had one. After doing the dishes and a few other.