We chatted for afew minutes as he told me that his parents were out of town for the longweekend leaving him all alone to fend for himself. My mind beg...n to gointo circles. I knew this could be the opportunity I had waiting for asMichael was an only c***d. I then asked him, “Why don’t you come overfor dinner tonight? My wife is making a beautiful pot roast and it ismore than the two of us could ever eat.”Michael stood there quietly as he said, “Are you sure?”“Yeah I am sure. My wife would love. “Yes but only after dinner and only if I don’t have to come. I hate karaoke. Be safe”. “Thanks dad” she said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Dave was up early to get his round in before the sun came up. Truth was he barely slept as he couldn’t stop thinking about what the guys had said and what the local entertainment was. He was partnered with someone different who couldn’t speak any English so was greatful he only had booked 9 holes. In the bar after he spotted his new friends. “Dave,. Slowly pulling out, Brittany started to stand up but Jason kept her still bent over as he rubbed the head of his cock against her puckered hole. Very slowly he worked just the slippery head inside, gently fucking her ass. Reaching down with his hand he coated his fingers with her juices, rubbing it on his cock as he pushed inside until he was buried balls deep. As he gave Brittany a moment to get used to him, he started to work on her clit.“Oh shit,” she moaned.Jason knew just how to play her. She stood in the center of the kitchen shaking her head, sneezing as the dust flew off her hair, the more she swept the worse it got, muttering to herself she snapped her fingers then smiled at the sparkling clean kitchen.Going out of the kitchen Laurel went into the front room, peering under dust covers, she had expected to find the house empty but it was as if the last person to live there had just walked out of the house and never returned. Hearing a noise Laurel whirled "oh Mr.Dinty you.