Sitting down, I dug in immediately chow while my mother finished her meal. “Hey, when you get done-dishes,” she said. I looked up, but she had... cooked dinner. With a shrug, a piece of yellow squash popped into my mouth. “Also, take care of the trash too,” she said getting up and cleaning of her plate. Then she headed upstairs to finished getting ready. By the time she came back down and said her goodbye, I had completed the dishes and was gathering up any trash I could find, which wasn’t. It was obvious that Keon knew what he was doing to me, and really enjoyed the effect. He just continued to dance, pulling me closer to him, and feeling my ass. It felt so lewd to have him groping my ass like that on the floor, but not only did no one notice, I was beyond caring if they did.I started to grind my crotch against his, feeling my head spin as he held me against him. I could feel his cock, hard in his leather pants, rubbing against mine through the jeans and silky thong. How did. She: Okay. Do whatever you want with meMe: Oho! Do you think that’s why I wasn’t speakingShe: No! Not like thatMe: Then what?She: I can’t take back that slap. So I thought to make up for that…Me: So you consider me like that, nah. I did it only because I thought, it made you happyShe: It didMe: Then why did you stop meShe: Leave it. Do whatever, nahMe: Now also you don’t want it. It for me, rightShe: No. It’s for me also.Me: What?She: Yah. You know my hus is not here for a month. I too have. They both liked their meat nearly raw, and Vlad had actually partaken of her body completely raw, simply carving off a piece and eating it while he waited for her to come back to life. But, he preferred her flesh hotter than body temperature. Heated, and with the blood cooked partially out of it, the meat of her muscles had a much superior flavor.Lisa, or rather, Elsa (as before), had been forced to agree when Vlad had offered her bits of herself to compare – Cooked? Barely Cooked? Raw? She.