”“What stuff?” Donna demanded.“Does that stuff have anything to do with this, you and Sebastien?” Jason asked, waving Donna back.“No...”...“Donna, let her keep her parents’ secrets,” Jason said.“Yes Sir,” Donna replied. She fought the urge to smile. She was so proud of him.“The stuff ... I won’t get specific, but there was a lot of shady financial doings,” Bethany said. “So, what now?”“We can discuss that later,” Jason said. “We’re going to have to talk about it.”Jason“We have to tell Sebastien,”. As the sun rises, so do me. I peel back the sheet and I am rigid with ‘morning wood’. I get up and use the bathroom, and as the piss empties out of me, so does my rigidity.I return to bed and lie next to you. Your nightshirt is bunched up around your waist and the sheet has exposed your most beautiful, tight ass. Just looking at it makes me hard again. Your legs are splayed like scissors, one straight and the other cocked at an angle, and your beautiful bush is visible to my prying eyes. I wet. " I'm almost finished," Justin said between pants as his cock's pulsations began to diminish. "I'm giving this asshole everything he deserves." He wrapped his arms around my shoulders in a full nelson then rolled over with me on top of him. He made a show of bucking his body and jerking me around all to piston his dick in and out of my hole as his cock pumped the last of his load into my ass. Finally finished, he rolled us onto our side facing the bathroom and pushed me out of the bed. Taking. ”“Oh, wonderful...” she exclaimed gleefully, cutting me off. “Then you have dinner with us, ok beta ... We’re both waiting for you...” she said in a pleased voice.Mumbling my assent, I hung up the phone.Kalpana aunty was supposed to bring me my dinner as always, and I was wondering what excuse I’d cook up today for declining her tiffin. I called her up all the same, and explained to her that I’d been invited by one of my friends for dinner at his house, and therefore she need not bring the.