A whimper escaped her lips when Criss sucked a love bite into place. His hands moved away from her face and began roaming down her thighs, his bitten ...ails creating a delicious sensation on the interior sensitive skin as his mouth caressed her earlobe. His hands traveled upwards, toying with the buttons on her dress. Delilah gasped loudly had his hand found its way inside her dress, his thumb running over the flimsy material covering her hard nipples. Criss' other hand returned to her thighs,. ‘I’ll make dinner for you.’ He picked up his jeans and slipped them on. ‘I didn’t know you cooked,’ Mary said. ‘I…I do…a…a little,’ Matt stammered. He blushed, turned, and walked toward the kitchen. Mary was surprised. Ricky had never shown the least interest in cooking. ‘Cooking is a woman’s work,’ he said, echoing his father’s sentiments. She got off the sofa, went upstairs, cleaned herself off, slipped on a fluffy robe from her closet, and went back downstairs. Matt was busy at the stove.. I kept rubbing and easedmy cock out one of the leg openings. I was completely and painfullyerect. I couldn't see your panties, so I pulled up the slip to yourwaist so I could see those beautiful white bikinis you're wearing now.That may have been what woke you up because you stirred and rolled over.I froze, hoping you would stay asleep and at the same time hoping youwould wake up and see how turned on you made me. I resumed caressing mydick because I desperately needed to cum. A few more. “John?”I held the ribbon up “It’s not much, but I can’t help thinking this would go better in your hair than in the bottom of my sea bag.”She studied the ribbon with a hint of wonder, a tiny spark of that Maitland girl in her eyes. She even stretched her hand out toward it for a second.“It’s from Hong Kong...”Sudden panic crossed her face and she bolted for the kitchen.I’d always let her go before, but something told me she needed someone to follow, to help her.I threw my chair back and strode.