. so, is there anything else I can do for you?" Actually, now that you mention it, Mrs. Reese," he started."Yes?" I would love to see you and Savannah...in my office."My mouth dropped open, or at least I assumed it did, even as I tried my best to consider an appropriate response."I mean, assuming she can find her way out from under there," McAbee said."Uh... um... Mr. McAbee... I don't understand exactly what you mean.,," I stuttered."Oh... well I'll try again," he said calmly. "Mrs. Reese, I. “No ma’am. Barnim is a professional fighter. Mom says he’s really good. She told me he beat the other guy to a pulp in the fight she watched.”Auntie Davina was quiet for a moment while looking in the backseat then spoke up.“Guess it runs in the blood.”I heard Grandfather reply to her.“Guess some people don’t know when to keep things to themselves.”That was surprising coming from him. There was something behind that, that I’d have to see if I could find out. The rest of the drive was finding out. "That depends on how young you mean," he replied defensively. "I'm definitely not interested in jail-bait teenagers, but there are a few tasty mothers I wouldn't have minded spending a rainy Sunday afternoon with." He tried to keep a straight face but failed. Pressing a finger against my lips, I gazed into space between us. "I wasn't thinking about Sunday afternoons, Dan, I was talking about single mums who've had their day ruined by malfunctioning appliances. And having time on their hands and. At this point my host rolled over a large comfortable looking stool which he sat on. Pulling himself closer I could see that it was the perfect height for him to roll it right up to my face so I could give him a blowjob. He then asked Doug if he would like to take me from behind. Doug declined saying he would have me when we got home. Our host then asked if Doug would send in some of their friends so they could enjoy my butt and pussy. He said it would be his pleasure & he should have a good.