It was probably my imagination.We settled in a routine much like the last time I stayed with them. I went looking for an apartment each day. Nothing... really caught my eye. They were too expensive or in a less than good location. I wanted to be close to Robin but not too close. When I found a girl I did not want my sister dropping over especially interrupting a good fuck session. I was getting discouraged. It was Saturday and I told Robin I was going to look in a different area for an. Kissed her belly. Thighs wow sexy thighs still I remember it and a clean shaved pussy.We started exploring each other. I am sucking her boobs like a child and she is giving her breast to suck more and pushing my head more. Later on, she said baby pls fuck me. Pls show me the heaven dear. I started moving down and kissed her belly , thighs and moved to pussy.I started inserting one finger and kissed her lips. She started her first orgasm due to the foreplay and tasted it. So yummy and asked her. “It will be difficult, but you are both grown women now. You no longer have your father to protect you.Jenna’s mind began to race. Not in fear, but arousal. She had always looked at Lord Michael in a different way. Not like a father figure, but as a man. A dominant man. Ever since that night in the barn with the First Mate, her mind always conjured up fantasies where a strong man dominated her. Making demands on her. Sexual demands. And her submission to him. These mental images and the ivory. Then I called Mom and told her to get her lovely ass into the city ASAP, and to get Dad up to the penthouse. That was something new, too: Instead of fighting the traffic, we had started using a charter helicopter service. I called the service and they immediately dispatched a chopper to my parents’ place.Meanwhile, while still shaking her head, Jean Dawson had called Jim and clued him in. All the wheels were turning.At that point I turned and saw Kris hugging and kissing two utterly beautiful.