I’m sorry,” she apologised, looking a little fearful.“Did you try to make a soufflé before?”“No. I thought it would be a nice surprise for ...ou. I did it exactly as the recipe said,” she mumbled.“Recipes are not everything. And with a completely new item you should always practise beforehand until you know you can do it right. I thought you knew that?” he asked, looking for an opportunity.“Yes, but...” she started.David interrupted her, “You will be punished.”“Oh just take the time and cost of. We started on the bedroom and decided to work our way out, but at least there may be somewhere to sit down," commented the woman as she ushered them into the front room. "Michael's in the garage unpacking... Michael!" she called.A moment later a brown haired man of perhaps thirty-five came walking in. His short cropped beard gave him an indescribable sense of worldliness, thought Jan, somewhat like one of the mysterious and romantic leading men on one of her soaps. His eyes scanned them both. That’s for Cheryl. But you do love her, just like you love me.” “So, how does this sound,” he asked. “Hi, Dana. These are for you because I love you. How’d you like fucking Micah?” “We’ll need to work on that a bit,” Melissa laughed. When they arrived back at the apartment they found Dana in the kitchen cleaning up the few dishes that had been left in the sink. “Where’s Micah?” Melissa asked lightly. “He’s in the shower. I already had mine.” “You guys were quick,” Melissa told her. Dana nodded.. Umm, feels so good," she muttered, pushing my head back into her neglected hole. I resumed sucking her twat with vigour, really going for it. Knowing that Mom was half awake and enjoying it too, made sucking her gorgeous cunt all the more exciting. Mom was moaning almost continuously now, a soft, mewling sound of pleasure. Her pelvis moved languidly, up and down, in circles, as if it were not a part of her. I pushed my tongue into her tight cunthole, extending it.