Finally i thought, i can get a break. Hi dad! Hey son! Why did you have to come back? My flight was pushed back a couple hours, plus i forgot my brief...ase.. Oh, Okay! I began to walk into the kitchen and grab a soda from the fridge. I then sat down at the table beside my mom. It was a small round table so my mom was not directly next to me but more beside and across from me. She looked at me with a secret grin. Only if my dad knew what was happening. My mom pushed her chair out from the table. " Even better."Carol giggled and moaned with pleasure. Leon nearly dropped his phone and give away his position from all the excitement. When Carol started giving Hank oral pleasure, Leon imagined it was him getting some. Maybe at the party he'll get lucky and get it for real. For now he stood in position, watching more of the action and enjoy filming every moment. Hank got his fill and turned Carol over so he could place his long, hard meat into her ass. Slowly and gently he planted it and. You write with knowledge and constructive criticism. You are, so I have heard, a lesbian?’ The juxtaposition of the flattery and the impertinent statement threw me momentarily. Flattery works for a journalist just as much as anyone else but we are supposed to be hard headed and resistant. I ignored her question and thanked her for the compliment. ‘Please, follow me.’ Polite though the words were, there was also a command in them. I followed. As we passed a table she took my empty glass and. I had to be the big winner this night so I could afford to pay for all that beer. Little did I know that I would be a winner in more ways than one. We all took our places around the green felt table and started the game. For the first hour, my baby was being very diligent about keeping a full, cold beer in front of everyone and plenty or chips in the bowl. She knew each of them because we had all swung/swapped with each other at one time or another. One guy in particular, Jackson, was a.