Sure. I will wait.”My phone rang a few seconds later.“Don’t you let my wife find out where you bulked up. I don’t need that kind of pressure,�...� he joked. “Why aren’t you driving the Maserati?”“The Maserati is perfect. I was traveling with some friends who went back to Japan today,” I explained. “I could catch a flight home, but why get stuffed into a tiny coach seat when I can rent a car to drive home in style. Plus, I need something I can open up before I’m sleeping in the shed, that we don’t. She lightly took hold of them and massaged them in her palm. When she pulled down lightly on them I had to fight to keep from shoving my cock deep into my wife's mouth. I told her I didn't know how much more of this I was going to be able to stand. She told me to sit then because she thought Joan might want a little taste of this. Damn, this was better than I would have ever imagined! I sat on the arm of the love seat, Joan stood up in front of us. Linda helped her out of her boxers revealing. Looking up, the love and trust I have for you shines in my eyes. I see the same emotions mirrored in your own eyes as you smile down at me. You brush the hair from my face with unexpected tenderness, caressing my cheek lovingly. Your thumb traces the outline of my lips and I kiss the pad before parting my lips slightly. You indulge my desire and slide your thumb into my mouth. I moan softly and close my lips around your thumb, sucking slowly. You continue to caress my cheek with your fingers. Burt lost his footing and went down, slamming into the carpetand burning his palms. He cracked his head on the floor nastily andlifted it unsteadily, slightly stunned."Powell!" cried the Earl to the butler. "Find the shackles and bring themout to the front! We have ourselves a thief!"Faces were appearing in doorways and in the hallway below. The indoorservants had come to see what the ruckus was about and then the Countessemerged from the drawing room. Burt locked eyes with his former.