"They drove through Brompton and up Exhibition Road, crossing Kensington Roadinto Hyde Park and drove up West Carriage Drive over the Serpentine Bridg...and towards Bayswater Road at the Paddington side of the park.The rain had held off but now it began to sprinkle a little as they turnedinto North Carriage Drive, so they put the hard top up. They came out atMarble Arch and made their way home in the heavy rush hour traffic down ParkLane, past Wellington Arch and through Belgrave and Eaton. Then barefoot and fancy free, I wandered into the house. The living room was empty and quiet. I walked through it and around into the kitchen. That was empty and quiet, too, except for the fridge which hummed happily at me. There weren’t any notes stuck to the fridge telling me where everybody was, though I did see that Nevada was back. The fridge magnet in the shape of Nevada, I mean. Nemo the fish magnet was back, too. Nemo seemed happy. He was swimming in circles around Nevada. Obviously his. We are both in our early fifties and today we celebrated our anniversary. As I opened the door, her hand reached out and gently slapped my butt. She was giggling on the way to the car as I came up from behind and gave her butt a delicate squeeze. I held the door to my 1958 Chevrolet Bel Air Impala Convertible and she slipped in. The lack of a console between the passenger and driver made for a few interesting times while driving.“Looks like it could rain, Billy.”“Yeah, so where’s your. I watched his fingers, the way they slid over his pussy, the folds of flesh, that line. He spread his legs and dipped his fingers. I watched the shiver of pleasure move across him.I couldn’t believe it. Why was Lucas Allurin? It was my energy, I could feel the link. I mean, just sitting this close to his cock, a cock that was bound to me. I swallowed hard and tried to figure out how I was supposed to explain it to Lucas. I mean, like I didn’t even understand.Then he leaned forward. There was an.