In his report, that he emailed to me before you got home, he identified your friend as, Deborah Brown, a single woman, employed as a research engineer... by DSTO.”“You arrived home about 6pm that evening and insisted that I dress 'sexy' again. We went to a fancy restaurant. You were very attentive and affectionate, and we had a wonderful evening, before going home and fucking like rabbits. This made me wonder. I believed that you had fucked Miss Brown, and yet, as far as I could tell, you really. ”I chuckled. Obviously, she was being way too optimistic about the situation she was in.“No, really,” she said, “I’m prepared to do anything if that means that I can be your girlfriend.”That was quite bold. “Anything?”, I asked, “I hope you understand the implications of that?”She put her hand on mine and said, “I am yours. Try me.”That was it for me. I took her by the hand and led her straight to the Wayanad washroom and closed the door. She didn’t resist. I pushed her against the wall, our. "Is mommy good at that, baby?" she asked. Kevin answered by sliding his cock back into her mouth. She playfully rejected it, sliding it out and biting her lower lip while she shook her head. "No baby...Mommy needs fucked..." Candy climbed up on to the bed, and peeled her white shorts off. Kevin had wanted to see her out of those all day. She put her legs up in the air, slid her shorts up, and kicked them off of her feet. She spread her legs wide in the air, showing her son her fully. Michelle was panting from the pleasure.He kissed Monica on the top of her head. "You're next, Mon."Her eyes twinkled, looking up at him as she sucked Michelle's clit. Chandler knelt behind her and lifted her leg to rest on the couch.Monica paused and looked back over her shoulder, saying nothing, but giving him an encouraging smile. The realization hit him. He could do anything he wanted with these women. For one night, seven women, including his closest female friends, were there for his.