”“I’m sure they’ll be fine, really. After only using the loaner clubs at the driving range, they’ll be an embarrassment of riches.”We spok... effortlessly over our meal, without any of the hesitation you’d expect with someone you barely know.“So, what do you do for a living, Scott?”She had to already know. There wasn’t a chance in hell that they didn’t do a background check on me after I won the bids. They wouldn’t risk her potentially spending time with a lunatic. I guessed that she wanted an. Instantly I roughly grabbed her hair and pulled her head into my groin and at the same time spreading my thighs wide to give her more space. If she was a mourner I was a shrieker and I was soon ejaculating my load into her small mouth. My cum shot out like bullets down her throat. She was feverishly gulping at it swallowing large mouthfuls of it I must have shot five times in her pushing with all my strength against her open mouth. I was now spent and limp but she wanted more. She slipped down. Both Marie and I had talked it over and decided the best thing for Tina would be to come live with us and after some coaxing from my wife she finally gave in and moved in with us.Both Marie and I didn't have any k**s so at least Tina would have some peace and quiet around the house. We have two bedrooms upstairs and one downstairs and it was the downstairs bedroom that Tina moved into as it has its own bathroom and shower, which also gave us our privacy too.For the two years that she has now. Plus, I had a secret desire. One which I already knew he was into. I had cajoled him into telling me he was into BDSM the night before he dumped me, but unfortunately, I didn’t have time to let him know that was my thing and to try it out with him. I held my breath, simultaneously embarrassed and excited for his reply. Two minutes (120 eternities) later, he replied, “yes.” Relieved and already starting to get wet, I texted, “Can I come over?” while I called up an uber - of course, he would say.