Helena gave one last peck on his lips as she rubbed Sam's cheek lovingly. "...We will continue where we left off some other time since your big-ass aunt keeps on intruding."
"Oi, who are you calling big ass?" Lorraine pouted and retorted.
"Well, you do have a big, shapely, and squishy ass," Sam smiled and said, glancing at her as it swayed along with her movements.
"...You don't like it?" Lorraine noticed Sam looking at her butt like a dog looking at its bone.
The smile on Sam's face grew wider. "I love it. It's my most favorite thing in the world. I want to put my face between them and motorboat."
"You can if you want."
"Now?"
"Of course."
"Oh no, you cannot... at least not now." Seeing that the conversation was about to take a weird direction, Helena stopped them from going any further.
Even though she wouldn't mind if Sam did motorboat her, since Lorraine interrupted her moment, she decided to return the favor.
