He said goodbye to the girls and Mark accompanied him back towards his car."Can you spare me a few minutes?" asked Mark."Of course." Toby looked at hi... curiously.Mark showed him into the farm office and closed the door. He offered him a chair and Toby sat down. Mark perched on the edge of the desk."I'll come straight to the point," he said. "Do you know someone called Charles Fitzmaurice?"Toby went white as a sheet. "Er, yes," he said hesitantly.Mark handed him the two photographs of him and. My wife spent the entire evening holding Robert’s hand and cuddling him as we enjoyed the town’s Christmas light displays. The rest of the weekend went like that, with the exception of Marcus asking me why I had given up my beautiful wife’s body. “She explained it all to you then?” I asked Marcus. “Yes, she did,” he replied, I am sure that you miss that beautiful body. I know I would.” The drive home was full of the weekend, and how much fun it was, when my wife suddenly said, “Did you see. That’s when he noticed there were no amps on stage yet Paul had spoken loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear. Derek didn’t see a wireless microphone, but even if there were one, there would still have to be an amp set up somewhere to handle reception of sound. Derek’s thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of guitars being strummed. He looked towards the stage to see guitar tabs coming from the instruments as they were strummed. Derek’s jaw hit the floor. He couldn’t believe what he was. “Here we are, baby.” John had carried her to the bathroom.She was in his hands, at his complete mercy, bent over his left shoulder, her chest pressed to his back, her arms dangling and her legs circled by his left arm. Her tight ass was resting on his face; it was so round, so soft, so beautiful!! John couldn’t help: he attached his mouth to one of her buns and let his large tongue enjoying the softness of her nice flesh, while his teeth pinched delicately, here and there, with little bites,.