And the look on Consuela's eyes spoke volumes for how much she in turn cared for Theresa."I see I'm not the only one that's formed a strong bond aroun... here," Steve said as he sat down in a chair across a small table from the lovers. Conseula was a classic Spanish beauty, while Theresa was obviously of mostly Amerind descent. Both were glowing in the way that new lovers do."Yes, your little harem was through here a few minutes ago, just oozing smugness. They didn't say a word, you understand,. I could not get over how wet she was! Again, Fatima began to moan. Sure enough, my hand was soon drenched. Fatima pulled her pussy from my hand and rolled me onto my back. She began kissing and nibbling her way down to my stomach. As she teased my navel with her tongue, she reached down and pulled my shorts and underwear off. In one swift move, my cock was freed from its confines. As she leaned up and kissed me on the lips, she began tugging at me with her right hand. She stroked up and down. ”“Two million? Pocket money? Damn Doug, you’re incredible; no wonder I love you so much.” She didn’t kiss me then, but she did snuggle up really closely to my body then she laid her head on my chest and fell asleep. I remained awake, but just barely, until it was time to shower and dress for dinner.“What should I wear?” I could tell that Jennie was nervous so I kissed her before replying.“I’m wearing my navy blue golf shirt—the one with the thin white horizontal stripes and my tan. The deceased husband apparently was the chief financial officer for a large computer company and had been for a while before he retired about four years ago. No wonder he had that much money.When Kevin pulled onto a circular driveway, he was impressed by the large house on this wooded lot. He was further impressed when a lady, who said she was Christine, opened the door. She took him to the living room where she asked him to take a seat.“Right on time, I like that.”“Well, I don’t know of any.