A few drops were on her glasses. Had she really done that?"Sorry 'bout that," Dylan apologized, embarrassed. "I couldn't help it." Wow...," remarked M...yrna, still absorbing what had happened.Just then, they heard the sound of the front door to the apartment closing."Shit!" breathed Myrna. "My mom's home!"The two teenagers quickly stood up. Myrna pulled her bra back down over her breasts. Pulling her cum spattered blouse back down, she could see the wet spots on it, but realized there was nothing. John grabbed his beer bottle and went over to the woman, confident that the evening would end in some hot and heavy action culminating in the delivery of his steamy load either down her throat or deep within her bowels.And why should he not be confident? After all he was a snappy dresser and rather handsome. He had a muscular body, a full head of hair, shiny white teeth and a self-assuredness which, so far, had always allowed him to bed any woman he had set his eyes on.“My name is John” he said. She led him to the familiar chambers of his Mistress, where even she was in the process of armoring up. Black leaf pattern scale mail dominated her armor, with armored sleeves of leather protecting her arms. A black helm rested on the bed that they once shared. Hallia took one look at him and he felt her tense."I brought him as soon as he woke up." His aunt spoke. "Now if you will excuse me I will return to begin my own preparations."Hallia nodded. "Thank you Serena." And the two of them were. I don’t know if she could feel my cock across our dresses, but she appeared to have made up her mind and said, “Let’s go back to the room”.We could hear the music had started and our team was dancing. But we walked directly to the room and once we were in, she locked the door. I was surprised as we had only a double bed and sharing the room with her would mean sleeping next to her. She took off her shoes and asked me for a t-shirt to change and went to the bathroom.I picked up my spare t-shirt.