“You’ve made quite the mess on your nice leather chair haven’t you?” “I’m sorry,” I say, unable to stop whimpering and teasing my nipple... as I squirm beneath his hot scrutiny. “Well, I guess you are ready for me then hey?” he smirks again. I nod my head enthusiastically. “Oh god yes! Please, I’ll let you do whatever you want to me!” I moan. “Now that’s what I like to hear,” he winks. “Okay, now to the bedroom my little slut. And keep the vibrator in … for now.” I whimper eagerly and do as I am. She turned back to look at him inquiringly. “The furniture. The artwork was done by . . . friends.” He moved into the kitchen. “Would you like some tea or something?” “Actually, I could use a stiff drink,” she responded. “This is starting to get . . . weird.” “It’s been weird for a while,” he responded. He pulled out a glass and dumped a couple of ice cubes in it, then rooted for the bottle Old Nathan Winddancer had sent him for Christmas from Albequerque, a month early. Nathan was into single. Since the Porpoise taught them to swim they didn’t dog-paddle like Missy did with a slightly panic stricken look of determination but instead they somehow arrowed through the water and at times towed by the playful curious creatures. Jim also demonstrated that he could swim underwater quite fast, popping up quite far away like a monstrous seal. (he had a large head) The playful porpoise were too respectful of Jim to cavort interactively.They appreciated the climate being warm enough to drop the. She is 53 and have a average bodyand looks very sexy when I get to see her sometimes in her short night gowns.Her husband and my father-in-lawis 69 years and as usual for men his age cannot get an erection and I suspect that he likes little boys butthat is another story.It all began about 4 months ago when we were hosting a dinner with my in-laws at my home on a Staurday eveningwhere all was going fine.As soon as dinner was mid way Matilda had to make a phone call so she went to the sitting.