She reached the castle and approached the gate. She let her hips sway sensually as she neared the portal, and smiled brightly at the pair of guards sh... saw standing on either side of the large double doors."What's your business?" One of the guards demanded as she approached."I bring gifts from my Master. He has been provided with favors by your Master, and wishes to provide a humble token of his thanks for your Master's kindness." What is his name — and yours?" the guard asked."The merchant,. They had their own private airport, golf course, etc. The area we moved to had only twenty to thirty houses inside this gate. They were a tight knit group. My wife and I figured they might be a little worried about some younger black people moving in. But they seemed to like us just fine. Within two days of moving in our new neighbors invited us over for dinner. We had a really good time. They were in their sixties, she was early sixties and he was later sixties. Any way after dinner I went. She was beautiful, not only physically, but spiritually and emotionally.And when she died, a part of me was torn away.If not for my daughter, I think I may have given up, even though the mere thought of that would have horrified McKayla.So I cling to the things that remind me of her. I kept the house mostly as we had it before she died. Her car was basically mothballed until Maureen decided she wanted to drive it. I still come out to our spot on the beach and talk her as if she were right next. "You've known me for less than twenty-four hours," I pointed out."Sometimes a girl can just tell," she said."And do I get a vote in this?" I asked."Of course you do," she said."And what if I vote no?" I asked.Her hand slid quickly up to cup my cock through my pants.My firm cock.The cock that had gotten erect while I wasn't paying attention to it."I don't think that's what you're going to vote," she said, returning her hand to the top of my thigh.She left it there the rest of the way to the.