I gave it one last shot."Sharon, since the kids are gone I'd like to sell the house and move to Florida. How do you feel about that? I can get a job d...wn there and we can live the good life in the warm Florida sun." I am going to pretend I didn't hear that."She didn't even look up from her morning paper. Our conversations were getting less civilized every day. Of course the problem was mine. I do not have a way with words, I cannot convince anybody of anything because I just do not have the. So i chilled for just a little while smacking my dick head off her asshole and slapping her butt. cooled a little i ran my head from her clit between her lips and between her ass cheeks before easing it in slow.half way in again and i started a little rhythym to loosen her up just maybe half an inch back and forth. (i didn't really get it then but i've got a bick dick and if i had have known i would have taken it easier on her)once her pussy started to give just a little i put it all in she. Madame parked in the garage and then took the red lead from my ankles."I think you can manage to hobble to the front door can't you? Wait there until I collect you."If I'd taken mincing steps in the office then I was taking even smaller ones now. At the office I had my jacket to hide my bound and captive arms but Madame took the jacket from me just as I wiggled out of the garage. The whole of the estate could have seen my plight if they'd only looked. I stood on the steps for what seemed like. Probably I was stereotyping her somewhat as some kind of underprivileged immigrant.Maybe her economic woes weren't so great as all that.Or maybe I was wrong about the single-parent part. I guess I'd better start asking a few questions.They got me all settled down in the softest easy chair their living room had to offer, and all three of them hit the kitchen. Soon Maria came back, carrying a little tray with a glass and a bottle of Carta Blanca, dripping cold from the fridge.How did they know I.