‘I didn’t like your first husband much but disliked your present guy even more. Who will you marry now?’ ‘Mom no one wants a woman my age who�...��s been twice married. Anyway I won’t seek to divorce my abandoned husband. I’ll leave it to him to sort that one out. How’s dad?’ ‘At the golf club drinking with his buddies. Where else?’ ‘Do you keep occupied having affairs?’ ‘What?’ ‘Never mind. I’ll call some hours beforehand with my estimated arrival time.’ * * * For three and a half days Laurel. By the next landing the noise was louder but still coming fromabove. I followed the banister round and up the next two flights of stairsto what must be the attic I thought. The music was on the same level as meand chatting and laughter accompanied it. Starting to edge round the banisteragain I realised the sound was behind me, I turned to see a partially opendoor. Curious as to who could be causing the party noise I stepped lightlytowards the door. Were these the same tenants of the room I had. She opened up the fridge and grabbed some beers and I followed her down the hall to her bedroom. Along the way I heard soft music coming from behind a bedroom door which I only assumed was her daughter's. We entered Erika's bedroom and began to make out on the bed. "I wanna taste you again" said Erika, and while I layed on my back, she undid my pants exposing my soft cock. Erika took off her top and bra once again letting those big black beautiful tits out. She put my soft dick in her mouth and. He was like a sponge, sucking in his genie's calmness.The door opened. Chyna shrieked. Then she was kissing him, her arms wrapped around him like an octopus about a fish. He couldn't help kissing her back, he had missed his sex slave, his cock growing erect as she writhed against him."Who is this young man?" asked a stunningly beautiful, black-haired woman staring at him with a look of bemused astonishment."My Master, Mom!" exclaimed Chyna.The color drained from her mother's face. "What?" I'm.