It was getting late. She went to bid us farewell but not before asking us to join her the following evening. We readily agreed.The following night fou...d us in her kitchen. Exchanging flirtatious glances and loaded words. It wasnt long after that when we were in her bedroom. Lounging on her bed, words and drinks flowing. She looked amazing in a simple black dress. I was instantly wondering what was underneath.We laid back, the tv was on. I was tucked under one arm, she under the other. I took a. Helen played forward which meant most other parents hated me. Everyone wanted their daughter to score and the forwards had the best opportunity. Helen dribbled the ball down the middle of the field, skirting defenders as she skipped around them with the grace of a feline. My eyes darted between Helen and Tara, the other forward. Tara kept pace with Helen about ten yards to her left. I'd seen this play many times in practice and games. At just the right moment, Helen would pass the ball to Tara.. ‘Ohh, sirrr,’ she moaned in the video, reaching down to touch herself. ‘I just can’t wait for you to get home, so I can suck away all your worries, and swallow your big juicy load. Mmmm…’ She breathed and moaned, rubbing herself some more, obviously very turned on, skin flushed and a little pinker. ‘It’s been three days since I’ve swallowed your cum,’ she spoke with eyes half open, looking at me through the lens. ‘Four by the time you get back. You usually feed me at least once a day, so that. " These two rules are going to come into conflict in just a few minutes." Master? I like that first rule. It's a good one. Can we say that that second one isn't really a rule, but just a temporary instruction that loses effect the second I enter your yard?"I stopped the car, right there in the middle of the road, and stared at her."What? I hope you're not getting mad at me because I want to be nude in front of you!"I slid my hand up and twiddled one of her nipples through her shirt until it was.