Her own school had received exemplary awards for quality and, as one of the more outstanding members of staff she had been invited to take part in a school exchange program, staff would, for two weeks, switch with counterparts in foreign cities to share knowledge, hopefully with the outcome of both parties coming away with an increased understanding of how to best teach their respective classes. His mom was simply thrilled, they had seldom been on holiday and never outside of their own country to be part of a small team selected to go to Canada to impart their knowledge, a destination she had always wanted to visit but never been able to was just the best thing in the world for her, outside of Cassandra and Sam, of course. Both babe of whom had been incredibly supportive, but in the week or so leading up to her trip, a full two weeks away, a tension had risen between the two of them, one that his mother, in her glee had completely failed to notice. The night before she left, as she had a very early plane to catch, she had come in to see Sam before he had fallen asleep, hugging and kissing him, the excitement plain on her face as she had told him to be good with Cassandra, to look after her and to help out around the house and not to slack just because she wasn’t here. He had of course promised, hugging her and wishing her a great time away, though a part of him wished he was going too, though his mother kept stressing it was ‘mostly’ a work thing, not a leisure thing and, that night, he had fallen asleep to the sound of a particularly passionate night just a couple doors over. As morning rolled around Sam yawned cutely, stretching out under his sheets as his alarm bleeped at him from beside his bed, his phone telling him it was time to get up and get ready for an lingerie especially lazy Saturday. His mom, he knew, would’ve only left a few hours ago and would probably be at the airport waiting for her flight to Canada, she would be early but she always liked to be. Stretching out again and letting out a whine of reluctance he slipped his legs out of bed, pressing them into the cool softness of his carpet before rising to his feet, stretching and arching his back before blinking sleepily. He reached down and gently scratched his thigh through the simple pair white boxers he wore and glanced around his room, trying to figure out what he was going to do today, probably sketch he thought, or paint if he could find inspiration. But, swallowing, he winced a little, his throat was dry and his thirst was dire. Padding barefoot from his room he undies began to make his way through the too quiet house, running his fingertips through his long blonde hair, pushing it back into some semblance of order, his bright blue eyes blinking slowly, wearily. He stepped through the living room, between the deep couch his mom and Cassandra often occupied and the smaller one-seater that was often his own, then past the TV they often watched together towards the kitchen. He paused at the threshold, instantly feeling more alert as, to his surprise, he caught Cassandra standing there, sitting hopped up onto the edge of the bench, the newspaper splayed out beside her, a coffee steaming beside it. He stared at her and she looked over towards him, a smirk on her lips, “Morning sugar.” Blushing stripping furiously he turned to go but her words caught him, making him stop short, only half turned away from her, “Ah, come on sweetie, don’t be like that.” He looked back at her, his voice uncertain, his eyes more so, not sure where to look, “L-like what?” “Babe, you’ve seen me naked a hundred times, still not used to it?” He shrugged a little, glancing towards the fridge, “It’s weird…” he said softly. “It’s comfy. Go on, grab a drink if you’re thirsty.” He hesitated, then did so, stepping closer towards her and the fridge, opening it and pulling out a bottle of fruit juice. She set a cup down on the counter beside him helpfully and he poured himself a glass before setting the bottle back, her smirk ever present, curious, enjoying the freedom of not having his mother to risk her for her lewd behaviour, enjoying his embarrassment. He weakly smiled his thanks and picked up his cup, taking a step back towards the door before, again, he was stopped by her words, “So, two weeks together huh? Are you going to be this shy for the whole two weeks?” she said, a little teasing. “Are you going to be this naked?” he asked back, not turning to look. “Mm, maybe,” she let out a soft little sigh, tilting her head back and pushing her breasts forward, “It’s just so freeing, it feels wonderful… You really should try it sometime, it’d be nice to have that hot ass of yours on show walking around the house for two weeks.” He blushed crimson and looked across at her, her eyes weren’t up to meet his, they were down, shamelessly staring at his ass through the confines of his boxers. “You can't just walk around the house naked for two weeks Cassie.” He said, turning to face her again, if only to tear her eyes away from his ass. She looked up at him and grinned, “Oh? Can’t I sugar? I don’t see why not, I mean, you enjoy it after all.” His eyes widened at the accusation, “N-no I don’t!” “Sure sure…” She hopped off the bench, her full breasts bouncing slightly as she took a half step towards him, “Tell you what, I’ll put on some clothes right after I get a hug, how’s that sound hm?” She set her coffee cup down on the side and opened her arms, tilting her head, a playful expression on her face. He bit his lip glancing aside, “Why are you being like this?” “Like what hun?” She teased, but he looked up at her, his expression a little clouded. “Like this! Wandering around naked in flashing front of me all the time, flirting with me, touching me!” he said, raising his voice a little bit, which, given his usually demure attitude was quite out of character for him. Far from impressed by his outburst, Cassandra shrugged a little, folding her arms under her breasts, boosting them up to sit fuller on her chest, “it’s for your own good darling.” I yelled out giggling, "Seriously, what the fuck, REALLY!" hesitating for a second, as I thought to myself, "I've got a good Buzz going and feeling good from the alcohol, so why not do it. I can do it subconsciously now flashing and Ryan tells babe me that it looks good on the webcam. We had an older gentleman, who reminded me of Fred. I stripping switched out of the Relationship Sub-Menu and clicked on the Sexuality Sub-Menu. Have fun at work tomorrow, bitch cunt. How did she even feel about the whole notion of boyfriends and girlfriends? About then, I heard a group of girls laughing and I immediately recognized Kay's laugh as they all looked at me. I told Al they were probably laughing at me about something. We fall asleep with her in my arms from there until my uncle returned other than the chore list. I lifted both their veils, the gauzy material parting to show off their features. As I got up off the bed, I then got down on my knees in front of my dad. First, I had to confirm if Justin was around. Paralysis left me unable to respond so I just hung there, silent and shamefully bare. You don’t want me to stay?” I questioned cautiously. His cock sliding up my crack and encircling my asshole. It wasn’t long before David got out a very fancy looking camera. ​“Jess, what the Hell are you doing? "You think what I said about Scott was mean baby?" “Ummphh…” I moans. “I know, I was hoping for something more lingerie along the lines of PornHub comments. He chuckled. Just do what I say, and everything will be fine.” I spoke to my mother and asked if she wanted to be fucked while I ate her pussy, she of course said yes. Soon Will started grunting, driving a final thrust into Jen's ass, blowing his load deep inside her. We have the luxury of a corporate jet. Nah he’s not wasting time with that. She paused, took a deep breath then continued, "You've already spent enough undies money on me so I'm fine if we share a room." “Since you were last here, how many times have you done it?” She turns really fast into my chest to cover her eyes, I thought she was really scared. Stuff like that.” Each was excited to start the day for different reasons.