As an excuse to start a conversation he picked up one Chicken Masala Powder packet and told me, “Excuse me, I know you don’t work here but can I a...k you something?” I just nodded my head in a response to his question. He asked, “Is this powder used for all soup or just chicken?”I laughed and said, “You can use for any type of soup but it tastes good with chicken.” He said, “Ohh ok I was making sure I am not wrong, but there is something that I’m not making sure.” I asked, “What?”He replied, “I. And even then, we don’t even allow releases until 9 am.” Nate has to hold me back before I can lunge at this oversized beanbag chair telling me her stupid regulations. “So we came all this way and drove like 6 hours for nothing!” I scream, as I’m being lead out of the tiny department against my will. “This is so fucking ridiculous. I am going to kill Jack. Kill him! He couldn’t have mentioned these details over the phone?!” “He was probably too out of it to even remember any details of his. Her little gape didn't last more than a second. I lubed up my thumb and eased it in and thumb fucked her ass a bit. She laughed and said "It feels funny but it's kind of fun."I lubed up my boner and then pulled my thumb out of her ass, and rubbed the tip of my boner against her little hole in small circles. Her little hole had opened up and winked opened and closed a few times. "Let that little asshole stay open for me," I told her. I pressed the tip of my boner a little bit so that just the. " Um, okay," he nodded.I decided to push the boundaries even more. "And as man of the house, I'm expecting you to man up more around the house." Yes, Mom," he nodded, taking it as helping around the house more, when I meant fucking the woman of the house's three fuck holes."Good that's clear," I said, before adding, "and feel free to fuck her in your room." Really?" he asked again."Yes, I may not be getting any, but at least I can live vicariously through your ass slut girlfriend," I.