Salmon, baked with lemon dill butter, fresh green beans, steamed, and twice baked potatoes. A fresh baby green salad with a light vinaigrette dressin... rounds out the meal. For dessert, a chocolate mousse, light and fluffy. After all the years I have lived alone, I love to prepare meals for you. We finish our wine and go to the dining room, where the table is set, with the fresh flowers you insist on bringing home at least once a week, and candles, which you light, while I serve our plates. . Whatever they wanted me to do I would do it, I was like a little bitch on heat as I worked on Lisa’s wet cunt, she was moaning loudly as she pushed herself onto my mouth, but I wasn’t being overlooked Sarah was stroking me and dipping a finger into my very willing hole, mmnnnn oh god yes I was loving this. Lisa was going to cum I could see her lips puffing up as her orgasm hit her, little grunts of pleasure escaping as I brought her off. “ Oh fuck yes, YES, you slut, don’t fucking stop” I went. ”“I want to meet them! Do you think Sasha and I could visit in two weeks?”“If your mom and dad approve, yes.”“They will, so long as I bring Sasha. She promised not to bother us if we want to be alone.”“Until she uses it for blackmail!”“She wouldn’t!”“She’s a little sister. I guarantee she’ll keep that information until she needs something from you. THEN she’ll remember, and you’ll have to do what she wants or get in trouble with your parents!”“And you know this because of your sister?”“I never. This is the best exercise also as long as the partner is good looking, congenial and willing. There is nothing wrong and there is no harm either. We should not judge everybody else”. Mark gave a long answer.What could I say to him in response. His hand was now resting on my belly, just above the waistband of my shorts and he continued to drive in that standoff. I think, I had known, what Mark wanted but he was waiting for my response or some signal from me. I was taking my time, breathing deep.