You are impatient....

You walk in and plomp your ass on a wooden chair in the living room. You look around. Although it's nothing much to look at, it has a homey feeling. Definitely a comfortable little house.

"Where the FUCK is your daughter?!?!" You yell to Ms. Erickson impatiently. Fuck, whatever happened to male chivalry? Not in this universe.

You can smell food as Ms. Erickson starts to make you a meal in the kitchen. It's hard to stop thinking about Ms. Erickson's tits. They may not be super huge, but they were definitely big enough to fuck.

You think to yourself "Lady, I'm hungry but I also have other needs."

"SAAARRAAHHHH! SARAH GET IN HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Ms. Erickson's angry voice startles you.

You can hear someone hurriedly run into the kitchen. In hushed tones, you can make out what sounds like scolding. Ms. Erickson is clearly not happy with whatever Sarah has done. You make out a few words.

"....so rude.....throbbing.....our guest....bad manners....not in this house...."

Abruptly the scolding stops and Sarah leaves the kitchen, entering your room, walking up to you with her head bent, looking at the ground.

You admire her as your cock twitches in your sweatpants.

With curly, short blonde hair and blue eyes she appears to be a much younger, sexier version of her mother. Although her tits appear to be just a B cup, she has a perfect face with a cute pointy nose that curves slightly upwards. You notice it's very similar to that hot news anchor Meg Kelly from FOX (your favorite news network from when you were alive). Her firm ass rounds out the back of her peasant dress.

You reach out and give it a slap, as Sarah jumps in surprise. Yeah. You are about to be king of this castle, you think to yourself.

"I'm so sorry for earlier sir." She sheepishly states.
"I need to work on my manners. I would just like to apologize...." She rolls her eyes. You decide you don't like this girls attitude.

"Do something useful while your Mom makes me a sandwhich" Luckily she is not that tall, and that gives you the ability to reach up and grab a handful of her blonde curly hair on the back of her head.

"Oooohh!" Sarah exclaims while getting grabbed, her head bent sideways from the **** of you pulling it straight down.

Forcefully, you pull her face to your sweatpants where your cock rests, until she is on her knees, face pressed against the spot where Kristi so willingly coughed up your last ejaculation about an hour earlier.

Sarah, although clearly surprised by the **** of your actions, looks angry yet unperturbed. Her angry face is kind of cute.