Then I answered his question with, “Nothing.”Mr. Hartwell frowned harder, blinked at me, and stumbled with dizziness. He shook his head, looked at...me again, and tried to stand straight again, but another wave of dizziness overtook him.Lisa ran up and helped him. She helped him over to the stairs of the porch where he sat down. “What the hell?” He asked. Even the tone of his question seemed off.I dropped my shield and walked over to sit on the other end of the steps. It would give me enough room. Steve was in the kitchen, when I stepped over and silently sat on his couch, stretching out my legs, my coochie barely covered. “Why don’t you get com- for ta ble?” Steve remarked, his final word breaking up into parts, with pauses, as he looked over and saw me stretched out on the couch. “Never mind.” Steve sat a bottle of spicy cinnamon schnapps on the coffee table in front of the couch on which I was situated, along with two shot glasses. I loved cinnamon-flavored schnapps and Steve knew it.. After all, who was gonna object to such a sizable display of naked flesh, especially the female kind? The widespread nudity was one of the definite benefits of sharing a household with so many lecherous adults.“So, before we begin to eat this excellent breakfast prepared for us by none other than Sandra and Katie, please be sure to thank them in whatever way you find most suitable, do we have any announcements?” Frank spoke clearly and authoritatively, as one might well expect from one jokingly. He thrust his fingers in and out of her cunt and he wanted to pay her back for all the teasing. Jade couldn’t believe how her nice sister was talking but she was also so jealous. Her fingers found their way under her pink panties and slid inside her gushing pussy as she started to urgently finger herself as she watched Mr. Fields finger fuck her sister.“I want to taste you,” he mumbled between sucking and nibbling on each of her pointy nipples.“Yes, taste my sweet cunt. Make me cum. Lie down.