It was Friday--being late shouldn't make any difference since they had the whole weekend to do their homework, but both boys wended their way home wit...h foreboding.Mrs. Chard was in the living room. "Where have you been? It's after five o'clock." I'm sorry, Mom. Johnny and me, well, we just--" He broke off. He had a feeling it wouldn't do any good to explain. He hoped she wasn't going to make him wear the maid's uniform again, but a sinking feeling told him that was what she had in mind."Leslie,. Her moaning was like music to my ears, so soft and sexy. Her thighs tried to tighten their grasp on me, but I pushed them wide open again, demanding that she took everything that I had to offer her. Again I sunk my fingers back into her pussy and began to move them in a “come here” motion. Her moaning turned me on so much, that my own pussy started aching again for some more attention. I removed my grasp from her and quickly buried my fingers into my dripping wet pussy. As my fingers slipped in. Maybe, if it’s no trouble, you could take her out with Sean. And maybe get her to open up about what’s going on. And find out who this boy is?” Not trying to sound too anxious I accepted.On our way out Jack admired my car again. And asked to see how my Camaro was coming along. I agreed and jumped in my car. I texted my son. Me :Are you Home yet!?:Sean :yes:Me :Grab my other Chevy tie and put it in your room now!:Sean :ok…… Why?:Me : when Lindsey dad asks you about the tie, just tell him that. With the others engrossed in the movie, I slide down a little closer to the middle of the sofa, increasing my reach up your legs and increase the intensity of this foot rub. I increase pressure on the arch, go gently over the ball of your foot and lightly tickle the heel. I take the time to massage each toe, and with a nervous glance around, I momentarily push the blanket aside, kiss the ball of your foot as I raise it slightly and quickly swipe my tongue along each toe. Before you have time to.