Brazzers – He Makes Wifey Watch

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Despite being closer to the door, Becca didn’t move from her bed. I sighed and got up, it had to be one of our parents. I opened the door to my mother’s smiling face. I had to smile back.

“Getting settled in for the weekend? Ready to have some Ocean City fun?” My mother was far more enthusiastic than I was.

“Sure, Mom,” I replied. I did enjoy seeing her happy for once.

“Well, it’s gonna have to start tomorrow. He Makes Wifey Watch. That goes for you too, Becca. Everyone’s staying in tonight. We just want you guys to be safe,” my mom walked around our stuff over to the window on the far wall and peeked out the curtain. Sure enough, the rain was hitting the glass, obviously pretty windy. My mom made a face, and Becca mumbled something under her breath.

“That’s alright, I’m pretty tired from the drive anyway,” I said.

“That’s the spirit! You guys still have snacks, right? Maybe if it calms down later we can grab dinner at that Italian place down the street, they have the best reviews on Facebook!” My mom was pretty proud of herself for learning how to use Facebook, it was mostly Tom’s doing.

“Yeah, we should be fine. Thanks for checking on us,” He Makes Wifey Watch.

“You’re so sweet, Justin. I’m heading back to my own room now, Tom’s waiting!” And before I could even think about the implications of what she’d said, she was out the door again.

“What are we supposed to do stuck in a hotel?” Becca grumbled, laying facing the wall away from me. As annoying as she was, I felt the same way.

“I dunno. Why don’t we see what’s on the TV?” I replied.

“You think either of our parents paid for a TV package?” She turned to look at me, doubtful.

“One way to find out,” I grabbed the remote off the little dresser that separated our beds. The old TV took a moment to boot up, which pulled another sigh out of Becca. Finally, the options appeared on the screen. He Makes Wifey Watch.