” I’m wide-eyed while I nod my head yes. This is all stuff I already know, but Mum is really pushing out the barrow on it today.I wonder why she�...s making such a big issue of it today? Sometime later I realised Mum is the one who usually makes the punch for the parties. Hmm, I wonder what’s going on this weekend?Saturday MorningAt 8.00 a.m. I’m at the house ready to go with Grace. She has a long list of groceries and other items to be purchased. She has the paperwork signed by Mum for the. Monster's touch is sensual, he caresses me gently. His thumb moves up and over my nipple, puckering under his touch. I see a smile on his face, he catches me looking and the smile falters. I smile back, allowing him the knowledge that he is doing well.My Monster becomes bolder, and his head dips to my breast, his breath warm, his lips moist. His first taste, his tongue tentative, probing. A shiver runs through me, immediately he questions me. "Are you cold?" "No, I'm not cold." Satisfied,. No fuckee!"He reached for her, running his hands over her breasts, tile curve of her waist and thighs, cupping her ass, pulling her loins to his and allowing his thick, lust-filled cock to slip between her thighs, the blood-red cowl of it coming to rest on the clitoral bud as he gently but firmly moved his hips against her in erotic stimulation .The shock of the shiny, smooth head of his cock on her clitoris was almost more than she could tolerate at this point. She began to move in opposition. He was still hard at it four hours later when Wendy came out of the bedroom freshly showered and made coffee. He had most of it then or he probably wouldn't have noticed. Rob took the cup of coffee and the toasted muffin when it was offered by a fully dressed Wendy. He took the goodbye kiss as well."I'll tell them to expect you when your synapses stop firing. They'll understand." She said on her way out the door.By ten he had it fairly well fleshed out. Even most of his side notes made sense..