He flew off the handle again."What the hell is going on around here when I'm not here?" Watch your mouth. You and me aren't on the best of terms since...you can't get it up any longer. Besides, I said only for a few days." Michelle I'm fifty-two, my libido is not as strong as it once was." Is that my fault," she smirked. "I am very sexual person. I've had it all of my life and the few years I have left I want it bad. Besides, your son has developed a great fondness for this girl and you should be. The girl keep crying and they pulled her top off and slapped her tits, and mouth the girl was saying how did my Matt's cock taste bitch then hit her again. The treatment of this girl was both scary and for some unknown reason a turn-on too. The crying girl couldn't take it any more and asked how to make it up that she was sorry and would stay far from Matt. The mean girl told the other to keep anyone from coming in then told the crying girl "you my dear are going to do what I miss most from. In the act of saving the bottle he stubbed his right big toe. Trying to clutch the bottle and his toe was just too much, he ended up flat on his back staring at the sky. Too his extreme embarrassment he heard giggling. Oh Shit! He thought, what a way to start a vacation! Sitting up he saw them both now, standing their enjoying his discomfort. Susan had matured wonderfully into a lovely young lady. Maria however was stunning. She still had the long black hair and the coal black eyes, but his. He returned shortly after with a wicker-encased bottle which he opened at the table for her, and poured a little as a taster. She sipped a little, and then nodded to him to pour the wine. He did so, leaving the remainder of the bottle on the table, and vanished once more. Sarah looked at the bottle, and smiled as she saw a small tag proclaiming the actual wicker-work around the bottle to be 100% genuine Hemp. Her meal arrived a few minutes later, and she ate gladly, sipping the dark red wine as.