It was a natural. It was "Their Place."They even had their own "Waiter" who kept asking if they wanted refills on anything. He even asked if either of...them wanted anything else like apple or cherry pies for dessert.Mandy had finished her serving of fries and was munching on the remainder of Bob's. He slapped her hand lightly away from his fries saying, "MINE!" NO!" Mandy corrected him, "OURS!" Is that what you really want?" he asked her."What's mine is yours and what yours is mine. It's all. You have stirred emotions in methat I did not know existed. You have given me pleasure that I did not think was possible. And youhave touched me in places I did not know I had….literally, you have touched me more deeply than Ithought possible”.Robert smiled at the last comment indicating the pun was not lost on him. I paused and thencontinued, “But baby, yes, I do think what we did was wrong. I do regret letting this happen. I regretnot having more control and more restraint than to have let. Shirley reached across the center console for my hand. "Perhaps I should wait here for a few minutes. Meeting me at the same time she hears her father is dead may be too much to take." I'm not going to have to tell her. Her mother wants to do that... I'm only here for emotional support. I think it'll be all right if you come in."D.B. answered the door. "D.B., this is Shirley. Shirley, meet D.B. We need to see Wanda."D.B. stepped to the side and gave Shirley a critical stare. "Hey, Wanda,. And this was only after living with him for about four days. During the weeks that followed Maureen was much more responsive to his request & usually responded with the words yes, master. She was losing control of her willpower, as well as taking huge loads of cum into her pussy & with his great length he was sure he was fertilizing the eggs in her ovaries. The more time she spent with Doug the harder it was to refuse him. Maureen found herself enjoying being his love slave. Doug was always.