"So, how are things going with Debra?" Clarissa asked. She knew very little about Debra, except that their daughters were friends.
"Better than I had hoped," Mark replied carefully. "Her daughter, Sylvia, is staying over at our place tonight." After he said it, he swallowed nervously. "How are you and Kevin doing since the holidays? How are the kids?" He tried to listen, but he kept thinking, Sylvia is staying over at our place tonight. I'm going to f**k her in her tight teenage ass.
That thought was still reverberating through his mind as he drove home after work. When he opened the front door and walked inside, he struggled not to stare. Tanya and Sylvia were both dressed in skimpy nightgowns already. Mark took off his jacket and tie, hanging them up in his closet. He didn't trust hims
