We returned to the penthouse, she is very horny tonight and doesn't care how painful our rough sex becomes, she is anxious to get to being fucked. Ell...n insisting I sit down while she found some music to put on. " Can I get you anything to drink?" She asked. " I'm good, but thanks." My answer came slowly and she feels my eyes on her. She spun around to face me once there is some ambiance. Ellen wanted me badly, but she feels like there were some formalities to get out of the way. She looks as. Evelyn had said that I had certainly improved over the years and that I should sell some of them. My wife told her that I would never sell a painting that I poured my heart and soul into.Anyway Evelyn said that she would be glad to pose for me and that she would be happy to do ‘The Four-Girl Daisy Chain’ on Saturday afternoons and ‘The Two Mothers Sharing The Double-Ended Dildos With Their Two Daughters’ on Sunday afternoons. For the Daisy Chain the mothers decided that they wanted their. I kissed her lips, my body poised over hers so I was hardly an inch away from her at any point. I knew she could feel my heat. I ran my hand over her swollen southern lips, feeling the warmth and wetness radiate from her center. I slid a finger inside her, rubbing the rough patch of her G-spot and watched her thrash on the bed below me. I extracted my finger and licked her juices from it. Savoring the taste. I planted kisses all over her chest, down her stomach, and then split my attention. " Looking over at mom, I could see the hurt, but she wasn't crying, but I could see she was really pissed off and hurt, "Maybe you should go in another room and wait till I have it recorded and copied onto a disk, so that you can gather yourself up before watching everything that they do here, if anything else?" "No, I want to watch to see just what they do first, then I may want you to do something with the disk."I had noticed that the secretary's skirt tail stopped just short of half way down.