. do you want to stay here until these people come for you? Or do you want to go elsewhere?” I asked her.She did not hesitate, “I want to stay her...!” She said with conviction, “You’re not meaning like daddy is. I like you!”“She’ll be safe with me!” I told the woman“Very well, let me talk to Tania again please.” She asked meI handed the phone back to my young charge and went back to my kitchen. I opened a drawer and removed a picture, the smiling face of my daughter – Wendy, aged 4, wearing a. " "Did you fuck your whore of a mother?" she asked as she looked at my cock hanging down my thigh. "If you didn't or even if you did, I think I'd like to have some of your long prick. Do you think you can get that fucking thing hard again to give your gandmother some of that prized peter of yours?" I probably can, but I think I need to get this whore back to bed so she can sleep it off. I've got an extra bottle of beer in the bedroom if you want one." I said. With that I took mother by the hand. Anyway, Becky had a fight with her husband, and was staying at our house for a couple of days until things blew over. I had a comp day off one of those days and my wife was at work...Becky was there so we chatted for a while, sitting on the couch then we got to flirting. I moved closer to her and put my arm around her shoulders...she snuggled in closer we made eye contact and then we kissed. A nice long sensual open mouth kiss our tongues tangled...my hands went down to her breasts. She. This would probably be the last day to see her for awhile because he would be leaving for college in a couple of days. The next day when Eric got the lawn mower out of Clara’s garage and started mowing the lawn, Clara came out on the deck. She was wearing the sun dress she wore the first day he was invited into her house. This time, she said hello and stood at the deck rail to talk to Eric. When Eric started mowing, she relaxed in the chair and pulled her dress up to expose her legs for the.