?But it had seemed from the start that whenever I got in at night, the house was a bit of a mess... Gretchen was quite often sitting in front of the T.... ?"Oh hey babe." she'd say as I dragged in from a long day.??"Didn't get too much done, but there's some kinda TV dinner thingie in the kitchen, you know I can't cook."??And I could never get upset with her, and often I'd take off my jacket, put on an apron, and make us a good meal,as my mother had taught me to cook quite well.???Then I'd try to. He didn’t want to intrude onto someone else’s property. The cabin was clearly lived in by someone, the flowerbed was neat and well kept and that surely meant that somebody must have been maintaining it. Chris decided to go and look through the window. He stepped away from the door, off of the stone doorstep and stepped cautiously towards the small glass window at the other end of the small front face of the building. He stood at the edge of it and steadily, slowly began to lean over to one side. About 45 minutes later mom comes in dressed kind of nice and asked me if I don’t mind watching sis tonight she was going out with her friend Monica for a few hours, now since Monica was kind of a slut but nice and my mom really liked her, they would go out a lot of times and Mom would be dragging Monica into the spare roomy lil sisters room now plastered drunk, mom was no drinker but enjoyed dancing and very rarely ever had men at our house at least not when I was there, well Mom says make. She moans softly, closing her eyes. I buried my face in her long blonde hair, her scent filling my nostrils while my mouth press lightly over the back of her neck. My left hand cupping her left buttock, squeezing the warm flesh as I kiss across her left shoulder, relishing the taste of her pale, soft skin. Sunny opens her eyes, her gaze burning into my mind, urging me to ravage her. I straddled her ass, rubbing my very hard cock against her curvaceous buttocks. My hands caressing her graceful.