Amber was looking at pictures from a couple years earlier when Beth had taken up photography. They were of the four of them on a trip to Florida in va...ious states of dress and undress. In the photo Joan was on her knees, topless, her back to the camera, in front of an obviously naked Jerome. You couldn’t see anything, but it looked like she was giving him a blow job. Joan felt the color rise in her face because she knew that in the other pictures Amber had looked through there was no doubt she. "Jennifer giggled. "Hi Mrs. White. I hope you don't mind Pete staying over last night."Peter tried to suppress his smile. I don't think Mom can scold me after Jenny said that."Of course not," Sally replied to Jennifer. "Josh assured me that the arrangement was fine with him. However," Sally glared at Pete, "Pete didn't talk to us beforehand about it."Peter gulped. Uhoh, now it's coming. She didn't get deterred by Jenny.Sally continued with a softer tone, "You'd think that Pete would tell us. I stood behind her and had to work with it a little to get it moving again. Her wonderful fragrance was heady to my senses. My one-eyed monster had a mind of its own as it got bigger. I finally released the jam but had to unzip it a little before zipping it up further. When I brought the zipper down, one of her boobs popped out of her dress just like Tara Reid's did during a recent Hollywood event. I stopped and swallowed hard and stared into the mirror. I couldn't take my eyes off of her taut,. Shivering, she heard footsteps approaching in the darkness. She knew who it was, and she braced herself for the worst. There was a pause as she watched the darkness disappear. There was Viktor, illuminated in candlelight, stared down at her. She wasn’t sleeping in the dark, but some sort of box. A casket. Her voice had gone. But something had replaced it. Something irresistible. Something delicious. She sat up with some difficulty, her eyes searching for the source of her thirst through the.