From the kitchen came the delicious smells of freshly baked chicken, grilled steak, sautéed fish, and other delicious foods being freshly prepared by...the stubborn old cook. The menu was like a cut down version of what you’d find in any diner-type restaurant; simple but well done American-style food.“Can I get you anything to drink, sir?” Jim said with a twinkling exaggerated formality.“A double scotch on the rocks?” George asked innocently.Jim glared at him.“A Coca-Cola?” George said, trying to. My phone goes off 7 time in a row. I rise from my bed and stumble to find my phone on my cluttered desk, when I do I see all 7 text are from my best friend Sydney."Hey bitch" Where you at??" You're going to the party right!?" I hear there will be older dudes there.." Plus a little beer and stuff!" Don't be lame, I'll text you the address" Just show up and find me"I think to myself "I can't just sneak out.." I lay back in my bed, my mind racing thinking whether or not it's worth it. Then I. "With his nod, I close the gap between us, desperately wanting to show that I adore him, and our souls meet in a moment of bared vulnerability and passion. His embrace is so warm, and my body melts against him, opening up to be loved. With the plug removed, I unzip his trousers, tugging them down as our tongues entwine, and his prick quickens in my hand as I climb onto his lap. Rapidly, I caress his shaft, run my fingers over the exposed head, and relish the unrestricted access he is allowing. It took him maybe five minutes to finally pull out. My pussy oozed cum down my thighs and down on the floor. I stayed on my knees for several more minutes as I reconciled what had just happened. When I finally straightened up I looked over and Barney was licking mum’s pussy. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning. I was to learn that dogs have amazing powers of recuperation. “I will have him later” mum said “would you like him again”. I looked at her and then at Barney. “Come on boy” I said.