He thought to leave a tip for the maid was inane. I never told him about my mother. He, of course, could not bring home the left-over soap or shampoo ...nd snickered about a maid's fate when I opened the unused ones for the maid to take home.While loving the food I prepared and complaining about his wife's cooking, food was a source of conflict between us. I love cooking, which provided the strongest bond with my father. In thirty minutes, I can make Asian dishes others marvel at. In Mountain. Just do me. Fuck me and fill me with your cum. You must have a gallon for me by now.” I did, and much too soon I deposited all of it into Cindy.“I thought you’d cum quickly. It’s okay; we can talk about something while you rest and I get you up again. Do you remember our chats from a year ago?”“You mean those little talks that turned our lives upside down?”She leaned up to kiss me. “I knew you’d remember. You told me then that it was up to me whether we had a child then. Do you still. I was lying there panicking wondering what she would do. She then put her weight down on me a little more pushing her crotch against my bulge, her hands pushing down on my chest. She started making these tiny movements with her hips as if grinding against me. I was thinking to myself holy crap is this really happening, should I stop this but I was way to turned on. I looked up at her face and she had her eyes closed and she started moving a little more on me, grinding against me. I just sat. Then I see Dana spread her legs wide apart in the air. By Dana doing this she is giving him full access to her vagina. With Dana's legs spread I spread mine in the same exact way. My mind is racing what the hell is going on? What is this to accomplish making me copy her exact actions? I see West's face before he goes down on Dana. West winks at me and gives me a sinister smile. At the same time he looks at me. As he does these things he licks his lips with his HUGE TONGUE. Then with him lying.