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that's amateur a shame. So how long will you two be in Toledo . . . really that late? Ahhh . . . I don't think that would be a problem. She might have to help us get our Saturday chores taken care of . . . that would be fine. So cumshot you just want me to treat her like my son, and have her do whatever I ask . . . that sounds like a fine arrangement.” Carl listens more to Emelie’s father on the phone. “I will take care of all of her meals . . . well if you insist and we can put that towards a japanese pizza or something. I know it's been very hot lately . . . your right summer heat in September . . . no, I don't have a pool, but I have a great sprinkler and slip and slide that we have not used in years that Mike and Emelie might enjoy horsing around with while beating the heat. So have her bring along her swimming suit . . . Ok . . asian . Soooo . . . you think in about a half hour. That would be fine. We will see you then." It was time for Carl's 8" shaft to show its full extension in his pants. He adjusted his shaft and went into the kitchen and found his son washing and waxing the floor. "Slight change of plans Mike . . ." he began. Mike put down the mop and listened to his Dad explain the situation. "Emelie's uncle had a heart attack and Mr. Petersson and his wife have to leave for Toledo within the half hour. He asked if we could have Emelie stay here for the day and then he will pick her up close to midnight." "Kinda sad, but I am happy Emelie is going to be here," said Mike enthusiastically . . . but then he got to thinking. With his Dad here, there would not be much of an opportunity to fool around much with her. Oh well, it would be fun watching her body during the day, he thought selfishly. "This brings up a Hardcore situation I am a little bit embarrassed about, but I think we can work through it. Yesterday morning after you left for school, I went upstairs to retrieve the plates and bowls that have collected on your desk because I wanted to put in a load in the dishwasher. When I grabbed a plate, it clicked up against your mouse on your computer . . . and let's say I was surprised at what popped up." "Holy shit . . . I mean if it was a picture of Emelie . . . that was mine Dad." “So what kind of things do you like a girl to do to cumshot you?” I asked before I bit my lip. I want you both to be humiliated when we walk into that restaurant, understand?” Once I got to my room, I closed my door and called Karen, she and I share all of our exploits. “Cyrus, I think Hardcore I peed a little.” Emma said as I finally pulled out. I shivered, my fingers flying to the front of my japanese blouse. While asian watching me do that, both David and Brad let out a moan and came all over themselves, and the girl's hands. And little by little she dropped her guard. My hands started moving across his body. Ravi was pleased and he continued applying the oil on her neck and on the 'V' of her chest. Near the farthest wall, where the glow seemed strongest, was a raised dais with a basin in front of it, and what looked like an ornately carved throne. Aslaug limped and then slowly collapsed beside the king her amateur breathing labored. I sat back down at the table with absolutely no interest in poker, but I also knew fretting over Rachel wouldn’t do me any good. “May I ask exactly how big they are?” “Easy beat.”