’ ‘Are you?’ ‘No, I think she’ll be a good mother, probably better than me.’ ‘Rubbish, from all accounts you were brilliant.’ ‘Says ...ho?’ ‘Says Holly. Constantly and loudly.’ ‘Really?’ ‘Scouts honour.’ ‘Were you ever a Scout?’ ‘No too musical to bother.’ Naomi laughed, her breasts jiggling appealingly. I took her hand, raised it to my lips, ‘I believe her, from the moment we met again, I knew you were one hundred percent a great mother.’ ‘Flatterer,’ ‘Kiss me?’ We kissed, it was good, then we. After he pumped the last of his cum in her, he rolled off her sexy body and laid down beside her. As Cynthia laid there coming down from her orgasmic bliss, she softly asked, “What did you give me. That was absolutely incredible.”“The tablets were an ecstasy and cocaine mix,” Spencer answered, unsure how his cousin’s wife would react to him giving her drugs.“I had no idea they could make you feel that way,” Cynthia softly admitted, knowing she would willingly take them again.They had taken away. "By the way, a very nice estate you keep." she said."Oh it's nothin' special. We do our best here." he answered.She walked outside and to her right thinking about how she didn't see any help around. What he meant by "we".She shrugged and found her room. She unlocked her room and entered seeing a quaint little room with a queen sized bed, a lamp and desk, a TV, and a reasonable 7ft by 7ft bathroom. The room also had a small kerosine lamp with some matches next to it. She spawled out on the. I viewed them on my laptop, and saw them going through the usual motions of getting heated up, and sighing, and expressing disgust and lust in rapid succession, according to the actions I performed on the cam. When Pooja and Savannah started fingering themselves, and appeared to be going over the edge, I crept out of my home, across their lawn, and peeked into their playroom. There they were, doing what I had just been seeing on my laptop. It was thrilling to see them dripping and lusty at such.