“I know I didn’t dream it, and without her guidance, they would have perished.”“How about Saint’s future bride?” chuckled Kate. “That li...ttle girl is adorable and her parents are like super brains. Her mother’s an astrophysicist and her father’s both a seismologist and a geologist.”“That’s the couple sitting at our table?” asked a surprised Caroline. “You think Saint will marry their little girl? They’re only children!”“They may wait twenty years, more or less, Mom, but ‘it’s been written’, as. Again he flinched as she slowly undone his tie , the whole while he kept repeating her not to , even as she began to undo his shirt until it was fully open and she reached in with both hands and laid them on his big hairy chest , ‘relax dave youll like how i do my business ‘ she whispered as she stared into his eyes before slowly running her hands over his big warm chest , at one point he reached up and tried to stop her but he didnt put up much of a fight as she carried on , every so often. "When I get back its my turn with Rourke ;)" Kate smiled and put her phone down, drifted off into sleep a few minutes later. Kate woke up an hour later to the hungry grumbling of her empty stomach and upon checking her phone and seeing that it was 1:30 in the afternoon, decided to head down to the kitchen to make herself and Bri some lunch. When she entered the kitchen Brianna was already sitting at the counter with an oven heated pizza sitting in front of her. She had put on her pink dress. . and the source of the pulsing hardon in my own slacks. It was also the root of the churning, horny folding and flutter from my rectum, up past my taint, swallowing my balls and coursing around my tumescence and fanning across my abdomen and into my chest. If I had been remotely conscious, I'd have worried that I was literally drooling and making audible grunting sounds to accompany the fantasy running full throttle ahead. I had been suffering unholy lust for this stud for weeks now,.