I tried to make it seem as casual as possible, as if I was merely doingTiffany a favour as her caring older sister. Her usual white socks adorned herp...recious feet, and I gazed longingly at the contrast they formed with hertanned legs. I had a perfect view of the soles of her socked feet as I climbedfrom my seat, and I thought I detected a hint of dirt upon them. Weboth knew that it was an order rather than a request, and I didn?t want toconsider the consequences of disobeying. Besides, I found. Not really Mom." She put her hand on mine and asked softly, "What does 'not really' mean Peter? Either you have a girlfriend or you don't." I looked at her with a stupefied look on my face. She had an enigmatic smile on her face as she looked at me. Finally she whispered, "What happened the other night Peter, must NEVER happen here. Do you understand?" I nodded my head. Mom grinned then and said, "You were amazing! When I figured out it was you, I was so shocked...and excited. It's a. "Well, I can see why you're so good at what you do ... You love it," I grinned as Chelsea reversed herself and slid on top of my dick, taking it inside her."God's teeth, you have no idea how much I love it, Dave. But you know what my secret is? When I want to get really wet, truly hot and bothered, I imagine that I'm doing this ... shagging you," Chelsea confessed, "Don't tell anyone, please. I rather like having the edge, though I suspect that Eden often thinks of her hubby while she fucks. “You’re not leaving,” Bailey pointed out as she stepped closer.“Oh? And you think you are sweetie?” “Yeah I do.” She swallowed, her throat was really bothering her and not helping her case since he was watching her.Benson laughed a throaty laugh and extended his arms, “Look around you? Your house is on fire, you think you’re going to get out of here? I’ll be damned if the damn roof doesn’t collapse any minute now. Don’t you feel the heat beneath you feet? I know I do,” he smiled.Heat? Bailey.