‘It’s been a few years, but I’d like to think I’ve still got it in me.’ ‘I should hope!’ she replied. ‘I’ll need someone to keep up ...ith me.’ The next song began, cueing the beginning of their dance, and he grabbed her hand and led her into it. It was a simple tune, a classic waltz song that could likely blend into the next, but was perfectly suitable for a nice sashay and twirl with a woman as intriguing as this one. Perhaps this was what he needed. A bit of romanticism. He tried not to. The girls laughed with sheer contempt as he began to hump at the bed, snorting hard at the rich tang of his housekeeper's arsehole, the laughter bringing on the full submissive pleasure of his position within him; his cock aching to spurt as he thought on his arrogant treatment of her, and now his face was buried between the cheeks of her arse while young girls laughed at his predicament. Ruby sighed as she savoured the pleasure of her own position; she now owned his house and would own him for. "They can't do much more than throw us out." True," Roger replied sarcastically. "I doubt any sane cop would want to drive down that road."Easing forward again, they went around another bend before they could see open skies through the trees ahead. A couple hundred yards farther on they came into a grassy and sandy area perhaps a hundred yards across overlooking a wide bay, with blue sky and a few clouds over the ocean ahead of them. A glance around the clearing revealed that there wasn't much. So I had to say, “Puno what are you doing?”Puno: Why what happened?Me: Why are you looking at me like that?Puno: Is there a problem if I look at my 1st man in my life and the only man who has swept me off my feet on my first meeting.Me: But Puno do you realize that I must be at least 10 to 11 years older than you and also married and you could have plenty of young and eligible bachelors to choose from? And seriously speaking where will our relation lead to? Do you have any idea that we are.