I already was starting to get a migraine just thinking about it. I looked at her and said, “You are going to owe me.” She look at me with ...er whatever look and got up from the table to clean up from breakfast.The weekend came too quickly. And of course her flight was late and when they got off the plane at 10 o’clock at night, they were miserable due to sitting on the plane and not eating since lunch.As they were walking towards us, I could feel my anxiety level rising, so I. "Good morning," she said, smiling, "Time to get going." She was wearing a blue blouse, a gray skirt, beige nylons but no shoes.I smiled back and pulled the sheet and blanket from my naked body. "We don't have time," mom said, her eyes focused on my erection. "Please," I begged, gripping and stroking my cock, "I won't be home for six months"She looked at me, made a little shrug and hiked up her skirt, displaying the tops of her thigh high stockings, held up by a red garter belt. She wasn't. I'd like to share that with Dawn as well. Would that be okay with you?"Immediately her expression changed, becoming more guarded and unsure."It's okay, Spring," Sam said. "He's not going to hurt her, I promise. You can trust him. Remember, he didn't have to ask you; he could have just frozen you again and done whatever he wanted to, but he didn't. He asked you instead. Please?" Will you stay with me while he goes to her?" Of course I will," Samantha said, hugging her. "Be brave, Spring; it's. In my teens l got to spend a lot of time at my aunt Joe’s, her and my uncle worked during the day so l had all day to go through her drawers, pick out some really sexy knickers to fuck and spunk into and because the room l slept in had the loft hatch, l made a hole in the bathroom ceiling then when aunt Joe was in the bath or on the toilet l would climb into the loft and spy on her the amount of spunk l shot in that loft was unbelievable. On some occasions if she was having a lie in and l heard.