The next morning I awoke to the sound of chinking crockery and the smell of coffee. Chris had brought me breakfast. She thanked me for not being a sel...ish bastard and letting go with Elias. He was from Madrid and on holiday with his sister. To which she added quite firmly that I shouldn't even think of going after her. Elias and his sister Lola were coming to lunch. "Two sisters and two brothers all on holiday together." Then she jumped in to bed and cuddled up close to me. We made the most. I gave him a towel and then went to the living room with hubby.“So, what’s the deal?” I asked.“Would you be comfortable playing with him?”“Of course. You know I love big black cock.”“Okay, take it as a late anniversary present.”“Thanks, but what’s in it for you?”“When he comes back with Amanda, she will join me in our bed.”“That’s fair,” I said and thought about that when I showered and shaved bald, making myself soft and ready for what I hoped would be a great night. I could smell Tebs in his. He'd lived long enough to learn a few things. My hips had a mind of their own. In short order, they moved up and down in rhythm with Lon's fingers. His middle finger was up and down my slit, sinking slowly but ever deeper into the soft folds of moisture laden flesh he found there.As Lon's finger moved, he was spreading my flowing pussy juices, slicking me up more and more. His finger inched up under my clit and then his thumb joined his finger to roll and twitch my clit until he had me. George and I will go look at it in a few minutes."We made our escape a little later and found all the stuff for the antenna on a pallet in the garage. It had been covered by a tarp and I hadn't noticed it.Sigfried had done one hell of a job all right. The tower was in eight foot sections and they all fit inside each other. To assemble it you merely bolted the big end of one section to the small end of the one before it. They were sort of telescoped inside each other and thankfully, once we got.