" Every visit ended with that.And that was the state of Marty's world on the Friday visit she planned to attack. Rhonda couldn't have hoped for a bett...r, more primed target.He was doomed.Rhonda had thought it over many times. What was the best way to approach him? At first she had been concerned about an abrupt rejection, him pushing her away and even worse telling somebody about it.She was well past that. There was no way Marty was going to reject her. It was just down to timing and she was. I put the cam under her desk. Few days go by, nothing happen. One night she did something different. She was seating at her desk like she does and she gets a text message from Robert. She calls him up and tells him that he is a dirty perv. and she goes over and closes the bedroom door. My hidden cam has a mic on it so I could hear what she is saying and very little what Robert says. This is the first time that I know that they talked on the phone yet send text messages. My guess that he sent a. I even started getting the urge to actually suck the nicer looking ones. I finally screwed up the courage to reply to a responder to my ad. The writer offered to teach me to suck cock like a pro. He was not gay or bi, but thoroughly enjoyed getting his cock sucked, and his wife did not like to suck. It sounded like a perfect match. After several exchanges of messages, he finally agreed to come to my home where I could begin my instruction as a novice cocksucker. When he arrived I told him I was. That paid more and required less manual effort.Also living in the boarding house was Visinja, Ivana’s widowed mother who arrived at about the same time as Antun after her husband died. She was a good helper, built sturdily and with dark leathery skin where exposed to many hours of sunlight as she tended the olive and grape crops back home. The rest of her seven children stayed in their native land.She had outlived two husbands and had not kept her knees together with other men between marriages.