Blue wiggled reflexively, discovered how their position and her movement pressed her pussy against the really impressive ridge beneath the zipper of h...is jeans, and wiggled again with purpose. Thrusting his hips upward, John groaned against her breast. Leaning his head back against the cushion, he gazed up at her. She felt his fingers twitch against the back of her thigh before he moved his hands to her waist. ‘This isn’t going to work.’ She blinked, not certain she’d heard him right. ‘God, what. I love you remember. Listen, no need to come into work until you’re completely ready to face the world. All is under control. And don’t worry about your flat. I’ve sorted the rent for a while – reckon Josh won’t be making his contributions anymore.”“Oh Daniel…”“Shhh! Not a problem. Now, how about I pick you up at 6 and we head out somewhere for dinner?”“Can you? I mean, how are you able to spend the time with me? What about Sarah? Haven’t we messed up enough relationships already?”“Sarah’s away. ‘Do ye noo? And who might they be?’ Sorley queried him, a sly look coming across his face. ‘Ye know aboot Siobhan Donahue, but ye don’t know aboot the other one and I’m no telling ye.’ Randal said in mocked defiance to divulge it. ‘Are ye talking aboot Rhiannon O’Shea, o’er in Donegal?’ Sorley shot back at him. Randal spun his head around and looked at his father, who was smiling and then chuckling at him, seeing the incredulous look of surprise plastered across Randal’s face. ‘Yer uncle,. Sounded like a plan to me. We chatted for a bit, drank a couple of beers and she excused herself and went upstairs. A few minutes later she came down the stairs in a corset. No bra, no panties. Wow.I took in her beauty as she came around to the front of me and sat spread legged on the chair opposite me. She was very closely trimmed, but not shaved. She was also very wet. Her tits were either Cs or Ds and were capped by large hard nipples the size of the end of my pinkie. She started chatting.