She was comfortable beinghelped by Angela, cooperatively polite with the servant, but notembarrassed to be served. From melon balls to sherbert, their...little mealpassed smoothly under their mothers' watchful eyes and Angela's gentleassistance."Your Sandy is a very good hostess." Thank you. Especially with dear friends. His only worry was whether Samwould approve. If she smiles at him, he's on cloud nine. If he thinks sheis disappointed, he can be in tears. His birthday party next week will be. "With that, Michelle stood and said, "I'll be back in a few minutes. I need to take care of my babies before bedtime." She left.Michelle left, leaving me with her two oldest girls. I was stunned. The two sat on the couch watching me. Their expressions were not displaying any emotion.Oops! What the fuck! Oh shit! Now what! Oh my! Oops!"Is there something I've missed here?" I said, looking at the two girls. "Why would she ask me to do something like this? She doesn't know me. Why would she think. . uh ... on top." You mean some of the girls have bigger breasts?" All of them! All of them! I've no tits at all!" Rachel started to cry."Rache ... Rache ... you've seen my Mum in a tee shirt, right? And you've seen your mum in a tee shirt. Likely in nothing. Right?" She nodded. "Weena's a lot bigger than Michiko. Do you think your dad doesn't love your mum? Does he wish he had my mum?" She shook her head. "So I think you're lovely. I don't want you looking like you've got udders like the women. Then I lifted my head up. "Oh, you must have a thing for hung guys," I moaned, bringing my left hand over to her head. I caressed it and she coolly turned up so her eyes met mine. Even as she continued to thrust her mouth, our eye contact was maintained. Every time I felt her creamy lips move, the bed moved a bit, as my body twitched. Then her hands peacefully made their way over onto my chest and rubbed it in slow, but hard motions. My right hand made the trip to the top of my neck and felt my.