Peter wife thought you might need it.But, then, tonight, you arrive at my door and take the lead, only to tell me afterwards, that that is it.If I tell you the truth, are you still gonna fuck me in the shower?I think some would secretly hope we’d sit next to them.Time could not have been ANY slower.They printed photo side out!He then proceeded to tell me that he had good and bad news.Hey, mature where’s Diane?She put her arms around his neck and started kissing him.Once in the house I got my wife comfortable on the sofa old I said to her that Sandy mom said she will drop by around 4 to check on you.I was thinking about the night before about how Sandy was grinding her soaked pussy on my face on that very same sofa ,and the granny second time she swallowed my cum with me kneeling over her.I appreciate any feedback. Maybe she would split them mom up again. She had been uncharacteristically kind the night before, old perhaps after what she expected had been a heated night of their own she would send Atrin out on the hunt personally, tearing them apart. She smiled at the thought. It would be a fitting punishment given everything that had occurred the last few days.A scrabble of claws drew her attention and she glanced down, a grey streak lancing past her and she raised her eyebrows, halting in her tracks, one of the usually demure cat’s was running at a dead sprint, it’s hackles raised, its tail fluffed up.She opened her mouth to let out a curious hum, when a fresh sound drew her attention, the padding of bare feet.At an equally dead sprint, wearing little more than a glorified washcloth around his waist blurred none other than Atrin, one hand reaching out towards the cat, the other wrapped around his cloth in mature an increasingly vain attempt to hold it in place.Ariela’s opened mouth stayed that way, then it drew to a line, her brows knitting together, not able to even begin comprehending as she watched her General chasing a grey cat down the corridor in a severe state of undress.As they rounded a corner and vanished from sight she simply stood still for several long moments before speaking to herself, her voice exasperated, I should’ve killed him. I should’ve just killed him. After another moment had passed Avery rounded the corner Atrin had first appeared from and was unfortunate enough to make eye contact with Ariela and despite wife Avery’s usually stoic demeanour and poise, she, for her part, dressed in one of Ariela's own robes she had found in Belind's room, looked somewhat sheepish. Er. Avery ventured. Do I want to know? Ariela asked granny her, her voice conveying just how done with the day she already was. The er, cat, my Queen.