The Latin guy saw me in the corner of his eye that I was staring at his huge cock; so the bastard just smiled and whispered to me:“Do you like what ...ou see, puta…?”I did not answer him. My face went red and then I run to my room.In the middle of the night, some muffled sounds woke me up. I got up from the bed and opened the door. I heard Laura was getting fucked hard, as she moaned with pleasure. I wondered if she was still wearing those sexy black stockings I saw in her earlier.I moved over. ’ She thought as she headed upstairs towards the bathroom connected to what had now become their bedroom. She had originally decided that she would swim in the pool, but now she knew she needed the luxury of a soak in the bath. As she turned the water on in the spacious bath, she stood there smiling for a moment as she remembered the first time she had used this room and how she had pulled him in with her fully clothed and he had caused so much of a splash, virtually all the candles he had. ” I swallow hard. “You’re going to be sore.” I nod, but I don’t want to think about that right now. I know that Buck’s copious precum is keeping me lubricated in back, allowing him to move against me without friction and pain. I experimentally clench my ass, and he gives almost a yip, cocking his head in such a way that makes you chuckle as you look at him over my shoulder.“Come on, buddy. We don’t want you to be the odd man out. Everybody gets a piece of the action.”You caress my sides. In the distance he saw the funeral director and the men who would finish the tasks set before them. ‘I do have one thing to ask, I don’t know why I didn’t think about it before, probably because with Patches’ service Jamie took care of the small things and well,’ he took a deep breath, ‘I forgot about the flowers and gifts. Do you two mind gathering them up, the ones that come home with us, the others — well you know what I mean, the funeral director will take care of those.’ Susan reached out.