I slowly watched Kendra lean up in her chair. She then reached around to unhook the back of her black bikini top. She was still trying to unhook it, w...en Mrs. Dorian reached over to unhook the back for her. Then she tossed it on her baby blue top next to her chair. Kendra was breathing more heavy now. My cock was fully erect. Both women were topless with there big breast just sitting high on there chest. I licked my lips when My Fake Mom looked over at me. She pushed her chair upright. Then. “What do you think you are doing?! Apologize this instant!” He forced her to the front of the crowed, there he made her drop to her knees together with him and pushed her head down. “Please forgive my wife’s audacity and my inadequate control of her, senior!” He begged toward Zax.A portion of his fear was the recollection of the bit of trouble he and his wife gave Zetsa, who he knew was Zax’s sister, while he always been there watching from the sideline, harboring who knows what?!The greater. She liked it, though. Lola reached across the couch to the other cushion and checked her phone for the billionth time – nothing. Frustrated, her little fist pummeled the soft fabric of the seat. She scrolled through her phone contacts to “daddy” and was about to press send when a better idea came to her. She learned very quickly, and her father had taught her that people need incentive to do things. Dropping the phone, she bounced up the stairs behind the couch toward her bedroom. With each. He straggled even after they were gone. He would go back to base, spend some time over paperwork that was more than caught up after almost a year of virtual desk duty. But it would give him an excuse, something to do until dinner time perhaps. At least the thought of dinner time brought a smile to his face. He smiled, definitely dinner time. If what the woman had said was true about cooking when she was thinking, she had been doing a hell of a lot of it lately. The menu had been unforgettable..