My name is Antonio William Lopez-Smith and I am, as you have probably already divined, partly Latin America, Mexican, in fact, by my father Carlos Lop...z and partly wasp American by my mother, Katharine Smith, who came from a long established English American family called Smith, who had been here for over two hundred years.”“I earn my living as a realtor and have my own business with about fifty employees. (So that explained it; Tony was his own boss and was foot-loose and fancy free to do as. It’s like you’re a big brother I can look up to.”“Thanks! I’m happy to help whenever I can.”“Seriously?”Devino felt a soft spot for the k**. “You can always ask me for help. My pops died when I was your age. So I can understand wanting to have that male figure. Some things you just don’t wanna say to your mom.”“Absolutely. And, thank you. Sorry to hear about your dad.”“It’s cool.”“I better get going. Hope to see you soon,” Zion winked.Devino walked his tiny guest to the door. His eyes. Both started laughing, and I did not understand anything, trying to cover myself from Shivani.Let me describe Shivani. Shivani was Priya’s best friend from college days and her roommate now. They both were so close to being called lesbians. Shivani is tall and healthy enough to get shit out of anyone. She got big boobs and an even bigger ass.Her MMS had leaked during college days that showed her navel and boobs. Her navel is heaven-like. Simply, she is sexy. As I was looking towards Shivani,. The next time I reached down to hand her some crystals, I noticed that she was no longer looking up at what I was doing but was instead staring right at the flare in my pants; her face just inches away. I was sure she must have felt the heat from my blood-engorged meat. I had to call her name in order to get her attention and when she looked up at me, her face blushed red from being caught in the act, which only caused my erection to grow even more.I finished my work on the chandelier and.