Quickly she composed herself, humiliated, dropping her gaze and lowering her dress as she closed her legs. She could feel a heat on her face that was ...ot from the sun."Poppy," He called to her. "Come and meet my guest, my dear."Dutifully she stood, smoothed her dress and walked forward. She was so embarrassed and not knowing if He might be upset by her actions made it worse. She knew this guest didn't know about their "relationship" so He couldn't talk about punishing her while His guest was. His room number was 310. "Close your eyes" he said placing a hand over my eyes. We went through what seemed to be a hallway and then stopped."Open" I saw a wonderful room, filled with candles, bed full of roses. On the dresser was whip cream, strawberries, and chocolate. "I told you, you were going to be my dessert" he said leading me to the bathroom, "get in".I saw a full tub with roses and bubbles. I gave him a kiss. I started taking off my clothes. "Slowly" he said pouring two glasses of. She ran for it, set it against the wall, and climbed up. Now she could see inside, could see through the gap in the curtains. She had a clear view of the bed inside.Greg was propped against two pillows, casually sipping a drink while the petite brunette knelt over him. Beth's hands were busy at the boy's huge cock, caressing and toying with the hardening meat. Charley watched her in fascination. Shit, the brunette decided, no need to interrupt a fuck. Roberts would wait patiently, at least she. From the full moon shining in through the bedroom window the brown haired teen could just see the form of his mother where she sat on the edge of the bed she usually shared with her husband. "Mom, are you alright." I'm fine Leroy," Mrs. Brown said with a soft sniff that betrayed just how wrong things were."Mom, I know about dad and Lynn," Pornacopia said as he slipped into the master bedroom and eased the door shut behind him. "I just heard them through Lynn's bedroom door." I guess I should.