Anyway sex with Peggy just kept getting better and better. We both found an outlet for our pent-up energy. Tina complained that she had no one to have...sex with. Her mother told her not to make the same dumb mistakes that she had. About once a week I would lay Tina over my lap and spank her until she had an orgasm. She got off on pain.After I had filled Peggy’s pussy with my cum the two girls would get into a sixty-nine. Tina knew what she was eating out of her mother’s pussy and she would smile. When the time was right, he would close the doors, not seal them of course, he didn’t want to break any fire regulations, and release the gas. He was not concerned about the gas leaking out. It would do its job before it finally dissipated, only five or ten minutes exposure would be enough to dose someone up for six to eight hours effect. After which they would simply fall asleep and wake not remembering a thing.Amrit sipped at his drink as he stood at the edge of the dance floor watching maybe. “Did you mean it, do you really want to see me fuck your mom?” She was now a bit embarrassed, but admitted she did in fact get excited by the idea of seeing it for herself. So I suggested an idea. “Why don’t I record it on my phone next time so I can show you when I get back?” ‘Oh my mom will never let herself be recorded,” she said. “Well, we don’t have to tell her. She is not very tech savvy and wouldn’t expect my phone to be recording.” And just like that we had a dirty little plan. I could. " Don't get cold feet on me now, Baby. Besides it's too late anyway. We both signed that contract and we've already hired Mrs. Duvall to look after Mineena." But..."The doorbell rang. Kevin opened it to the politely smiling man. "Ms. Robbins, I'm Robert your driver. May I help with your bag?"She handed him the single piece of luggage and watched him return to the car where he deposited the suitcase in the trunk and stood waiting, the rear door open."Kevin, I can't..." Yes, you can. Just focus.