.. I will not... I can't... we should not do this... we are just controlled by our desires! I want to know you first... talk to you..."It was wonderfu...lly building up the tension. She enjoyed it too, I could tell. She moaned and laugh, playing along. I heard wet noises through the speaker and could imagine how aroused she already is. My cock was all slimy from pre-cum, in a case she would be there I would be already pushing hard inside her pussy, whispering sweet words of passion to her ears. Christine, do you intend to accept my invitation and stay in my home?"Helen bit back a smirk as she saw the young woman's grip on Erik's hand tighten and her eyes locked onto his. He cocked his head and gave her a hopeful nod, which caused a relieved smile to settle across her lips."If you are still willing to have me and it will not cause you any inconvenience, I would very much like to stay with Erik and you."Helen surrendered to her overwhelming urge and smirked at the young. “Michael, it’s Carl Buckman. How are you doing this morning?”“I’m fine, Mister President. How can I help you this morning?”“Well, have you been following the weather news?”“To a certain extent, sir. It’s a big country. You’ve obviously got something in mind. What’s up?” he asked.Okay, he’s right. It is a big country, and this thing hadn’t even made it out of the Caribbean. “There’s a brand-new tropical storm and it’s aimed right at Florida. We don’t need another Hurricane Andrew,” I told him,. "Miriam would push you down and patting you, say, "Darling, go to sleep nobody is not hurting me."I thought you might have remembered," I said."No, I have no recollection. If mommy would have been alive today then would you have fucked me?" Mary asked."Absolutely, I would have fucked, both mother and daughter, together in the same bed and in front of each other," I chuckled, "It would have been fun." CUT," Kris shouted, "Amita, Saheb, you can relax now. Selma and Mary get ready. It is your turn.