He seemed frustrated. He had his fingers laced together behind his head, and he was staring straight up at the ceiling. When I came in, he looked at m...e. I froze. His eyes burned into mine. I felt the energy between us snap. He looked borderline angry. I didn’t know what was wrong, but I had obviously picked a bad time for this. I opened my mouth to tell him I’d come bug him some other time, but then he started walking towards me in an aggressive manner. By instinct I backed up, and then I was. “I am all right mom” she was saying several times before she got her mom claimed down. I finally got to sit down and talk to her only after her mom went home,”I am fine”she said “but probably be out of service for a while”.She told me I should go home and get my rest but I stayed beside her all night long until I took her home the next day. Her mom was there of course when we came in ready to wait on her hand and foot.Margret is a tough woman and even going through what she didn’t want to. “Male or female?” he was asked. He just grinned but all knew that it would be a woman.Isabella followed the same programme she had done when she first met Rick, Omo was invited for a light lunch, naturally he accepted and although it was just toasted sandwiches Isabella made them with gusto, she wanted more of what she had already sucked. After lunch and on the lounge she purred as he bared her tits and she stroked his cock. “Shall we go into the bedroom?” she whispered as he played with her. "Does he ever play games with you." "Sometimes" "What kind" "Just little mind games." I could hardly speak through the fantastic sensation coming up from between my legs now. I was moving non-stop, my hips pressing back and forth on his fingers, my breast pressing against his palm. "Not like that. Have you ever teased anybody? Have you ever involved another man or woman?" I thought about it as best as I could. The overall sensation and situation at the time had fast wiped any inhibitions.