"He stepped inside the house. Florence led him into the living room. Joshua looked around to see if he could spot at least a hint of Leroy's existence... He was nowhere to be seen at the moment.He asked his wife, "So...what's going on?"Florence chuckled. "You don't have to hide things from me, you know." What do you mean?"Florence folded her arms across her chest. "I know what you've been hiding in the closet. I saw it."Joshua quickly realized what she had been saying. He tried to fake a laugh,. Once there they flew from Havana to New York City where a large contingent of socialites greated them with a lavish welcome home dinner in the Astor Long Island Mansion."Home again, darling," Grace said, looking in the mirror taking off her exquisite ear rings and dropped them in a velvet and silk box. When she was finished with her jewels, she locked them in a wall safe covered with an oil painting they both posed for in the early nineteen thirties. On advice from several men in the know,. I didn't want her to slide away! I pumped ever faster taking in the magnificent view of her jiggling body beneath mine, her legs reached around my back, her fingers dug into the sheet. "Oh my gosh, I've been waiting weeks for this!" she almost yelled, "it feels so good!" "Me too," I said. I could only stand so much as my nuts began to tremble, ready to release their load. "Let me have it!" she almost hollered, "Here it comes," I panted. I released quite a load, coating her. "I like my feet massaged," Tammy responded with a slur in her voice. John just smiled, he had barely touched her feet really. This little 18-year-old was well gone. His cock twitched as he thought about what lay in store. Well it was now or never he thought. "Hey Tammy babe, look at what I have for you," John said, standing to his full height. Her sexy high heeled shoes in one hand and his cock in the other. "What do you think?" He stepped between the long legs, running his hands up either side.