“Yes.”Kevin got up and danced a little jig. “Hot damn. I love my mother, but she can’t cook them for shit. While I’m working on the car you ...make us a nice lunch that includes greasy potatoes and we’ll call it even.”Meghan leaned back, her eyes wide. “You can’t be serious.” She said.Kevin nodded and laughed as he answered. “You have no idea how serious I can be over potatoes. I’ve been wanting some good greasy potatoes for months.”“I don’t think I have everything here to make them.”“Write me a. “I want to make you happy, honey,” Lupe said, then saw the time on her watch, “Oh, I’d better go, Yerry will be home soon, I’ve got to start dinner.”I stepped back to let Lupe off the desk. I grabbed my wallet to give her the extra money for our ‘arrangement’.“Ah honey, give it to me tomorrow, okay?” Lupe told me, opening the door out onto the veranda, “Come down for dinner with us in an hour. But remember, not a word about any of this to your uncle.”“Of course,” I replied, nodding again, as. Speculation was rife that Sir Rupert had reached an age where he could no longer perform in the traditional way and sought solace in his passion for administering corporal punishment. If this was true, even Lady Errington did not escape uns**thed and was frequently summonsed to the study where her bare bottom suffered merciless treatment at Sir Rupert’s eager hands. It seemed they both underestimated the inquisitiveness of the staff and were blissfully unaware that little went unnoticed. Sir. The sounds of her moans were light and her pussy lips were swollen. “Fuck my face Baby…I want you to sit on it and ride it til you cum all over it …I want to drown in your juices”. She reared back and started grinding her ass and pussy into my face. My tongue was buried far deep inside her pussy now. Having her fucking my tongue and face like this made it difficult to breath but the enjoyment of having such fine ass and pussy all on my face made that fact minor. “Don’t stop til you cum a river.