”“I honestly never had it, what is it?”“Well its breaded chicken cooked in tomato sauce with melted mozzarella cheese over it.”“Mmm sounds...good, can I help?”“Sure, see if we have some pasta in the pantry; if so bring me a box”Amy goes and comes back with a box of ziti. Good choice since I never use all of the sauce. Most of the prep work is easy. I have Amy sit down as I tell her how to make it. As I cover the pan and place it in the oven, I let her know we have to cook the chicken for 45. The heat had been turned up on Michele I had dared her to kiss Sarah and she did not forfeit she leant in and kissed her deep and hard. Michele asked if Sarah was turned on she answered yes, Sarah then asked if Michele was turned on, she answered yes. Donna then jumped in and requested no more truths only dares. We all agreed and Donna dared Sarah to take a photo up skirt with Donna's phone, Sarah not wearing any panties backed out and removed her bra, she was now topless the tree of us just. I slid down in the chair and she smiled up at me, and changing hands began to wank me faster. The circular motions of my hands on her tits and nipples increased in intensity and I began to fondle the womderfully soft pliant flesh of her boobs and then thinking mainly of my own needs, put my hands on the backmof her head and pulled her down closer to my cock and pubic hair.Reaching down, I could just reach the crack of her bottom but this meant that her movements on my cock were restricted so I. "Get out of my chair." He reached down, grabbed Darlene's upper arm and yanked her roughly to her feet."I meant, you played good," I said, watching.Darlene moved over and sat on the sofa with me. Mike reached over, grabbed the remote out of her hand and started flipping through channels."I was watching that," Darlene complained."Tough." Steve," Darlene whined. Mike's Dad, Steve Reed, had come in the house behind him."Mike's had a hard day. Let him watch some TV." But, I..." Darlene.