RATING - 18+. [kissing, fingering, oral fem receiving, tongue fucking, male masturbation, sexual intercourse].
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It was a full house with Joel who accompanied the Rosalind family to dinner, the session calm and peaceful aside from Robin's passive and compliant attitude that rubbed Isabella the wrong way when she caught the phlegmatic and bothered glances the young son threw towards the adult pair.
"Robin, if me being with Joel bothers you so much, you don't need to continue your training with him," Isabella promptly spoke, surprising the two girls who shared looks ere they continued to eat their food.
Robin gingerly exhaled, obviously against the idea. "No, I want to continue the training," he precipitately pleaded, aside from drawing or hanging out with Scarlett. Training with Joel was something Robin enjoyed much.
"If something bad happened between your mother and I, I promise I won't let it get between our training," Joel generously reassured the boy who nobly smiled at the older man, now more hopeful about the future with him and Joel, Robin resumed eating in a better spirit. The rest extended their brief conversations, and shared short looks and attentive gazes with one another.
As Isabella being the keen woman she was, she easily seized the worried glances Ivy shared with Venus. Nevertheless, Isabella had attempted to not mention the common looks Venus and Ivy gave one another that was also shared with Joel and Robin.
Inquisitive and curious to everyone's behaviour, Isabella's eyes watched everyone's body language and converted sure that there was something she was left out in. "What's wrong with you guys?" Isabella curiously inquired, her eyes narrowed sceptical and uptight to everyone's behaviour. "Is there something I don't know?"
"No," Ivy quickly replied, her eyes avoidant of her mother's observant gaze, Venus silent and Joel incoherent and still.
Isabella furrowed her eyebrows, suspicious, her eyes rolled to the figure of the Miller man before she curved her gaze to Venus who had her head down.
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