Tandy for a while?” “Ok,” John said. “I will be back as soon as possible.” “No problem.” He followed the nurse into the house, feeli...g surprisingly nervous and tense. Norma let him into her room, then turned and left. Mrs. Tandy didn’t look much different than the last time he had seen her. Plastered body, resting in a complicated maze of ropes, metal bars, and weights, bare flesh showing here and there. The only difference was that her casted left foot was lowered slightly. John looked. My fuck-slamming loins against her ass are making some of the loudest fuck-slams I think I've ever heard. Maybe because of all that oil. Slipping away from my cock as well as my grasp, she says, patting the pillow, “Lie down.” Happy to oblige, I'm flat on my back as she mounts me. Her moist labia on my cock feel spectacular, getting me rock solid for her cajoling descent, gyrating. As I start to enter, she pulls out, again, to slap-slap-slap my erection against her wet meat before popping it. She was mystified when he downloaded the files and he explained that he had a wireless connection.Mandy had joined them, in a pair of lose jeans, and objected to the statement. "We don't have a wireless internet connection." Well, I do at my place," Bill asserted."Fine, but that's not here," Mandy retorted.Bill looked at Susan and smiled. "I see what you mean about challenging," he said.It earned him a genuine smile back and Susan gave one of those 'I told you so' shrugs.Mandy looked between. .. , I think that’s something you need to discuss with your mother. Why don’t you let me make you some lunch and we can get to know each other better till your mother comes home.”Over lunch Bill had a nice conversation with Bridget. She told him about her work and what she was doing. He commented on seeing her bringing her golf clubs here. Bridget said that she was on the university’s golf team when she went to school.Bill told her about himself and why he was in the area. He mentioned his son.