Chief of all, your mother fervently wishes to see you, your wife, and your son while there is still time. As I mentioned, her health has been declinin..., and she hopes against hope that she may yet hold her youngest grandson in her arms and that she will be granted the chance to meet your wife, whom, of course, we all will love to meet one day.It is on this note that I want to end. Please, James, consider to return. There may be gold left that you have not picked up yet, riches you have not yet. Curious about the rest of the decor, she looked around the room in which she had slept but with which she hadn’t really had time to become acquainted. It was furnished with antiques. The sleigh-bed was, from all appearances, hand carved, varnished cherry wood. In judicious arrangement, there was an old-fashioned writing table with a delicate upholstered chair, a dresser and an armoire of the same dark, highly polished wood. The shiny hardwood floor was covered with an Oriental rug with a deep. Just wait a few minutes for me to get dressed and find my phone, then you two can fuck yourselves silly." Well, you better hurry because the tip is pressing against Red's pucker as we speak." Oh John, that's much more than the tip, and it feels fantastic. Fuck my ass, baby. Make me cum again and again." I will, you sexy little thing."As I pushed Red's legs back to get better access, Heather sat on the floor and watched intently. Red was already moaning as I sucked on her right nipple. In. I did my hair up in a nice French braid and sprayed some flowery body spray all over myself. I was finished cleaning my place and prepping myself up and I still had 10 minutes to spare before he arrived. I was halfway reading the magazine I just bought when I heard the door bell ring. I quickly jumped up and answered the door, surprised to see that he wasn’t alone. Standing beside him was a charming brunette with puffy red eyes. I raised a questioning brow and looked at him, waiting for some.