So, I went in a little bit deeper into her pussy. I clearly heard her breathing heavily, I was making her feel like a whole new woman."You are almost ...as good as my sister," Katie moaned.I only wished I had a camera man to get up close and personal. I would have my actual memory of it though, that was something. Then I heard my mom moaning really loudly, and I looked over at her. She sprayed Patty's face like a fire hydrant, and it seemed nonstop."Your aunt is going to be so pissed off," Bree. It was a little after 6 when the house came alive with morning showers and coffee brewing. I text both Dad's to make sure everyone had a quiet night. The Dad's were always up first. You know the coffee and sports pages routine. The all is well came back from both. Jason did want to know if we wanted a pot of home made chicken soup. They had an over supply.Patti drove us to college in the suburban and I worked on the smart phone on the way. She had decided that with car and insurance payments. I get a call from Marcus he said he has some clients for NE it's the gentlemen his wife had been really pushing for .been seen all around town, even in the house was standing at l Markus wanted me to teach the three girls tennis and not to really do the milf . He laughed , I returned back a d said am io a spy missi9n. N9 he said 8 just know how little they must see the father so go hit some with them. The girls lesson went great that day and the mother kinda Spall ed out the cabana chairs. Lately, though, with Wesley spending his afternoons in the library, she had found time to indulge her culinary whims before he got home. This afternoon, the first time this week, she had stopped at the city market and purchased a rack of ribs, smiling at her own extravagance. When Wesley got home he would be greeted by the smell of barbecue sauce. They would still have a good bit of the evening together before she retired to her own apartment. Time together was precious.As usual, the kitchen.