‘I only need one extra bedroom, in case a grandkid or two want to stay overnight with Gramps,’ was his explanation. He was a lucky bastard, made g...od money off the sale of the home and land, had a generous pension from both the State and General Electric. He worked in the park selling programs before each home game for free, then would take a seat out in right field with the other G.E. pensioners, sipping on his one beer until the seventh inning stretch, when he would switch to something. . ……I left her in the kitchen to prepare the coffee, while I made preparations of my own. I set up my camera, a spy-master special, pointing straight at the front of the lounge. Then I loaded the cruise promo-video into the player, knowing it was not what it seemed.…. …….“Niki,” I grimaced after a small sip from my cup, “this coffee is absolutely awful. What would your husband do if you served up such rubbish? Put you over his knee, I should think,” as I studied for her reflex reaction.“I’m. We bathed her in our kisses and caress. Soon she was begging for more, but we ignore her. Eventually, Ivy headed between Layla’s legs and started devouring her. The rest of us continued our assault as Layla moaned and begged for more. I silenced her with a kiss. All her moaning caused a pleasant sensation on my tongue.After a while, I decided it was time to move things along. She was on the verge of cumming. I wanted to show her what it was like to be fully penetrated, none of this missionary. I couldn’t resist.“Tell me what happened,” he said.“Can I show you?” I asked, and he nodded. I shared the memory from when I arrived at the house until I called him.“Where’s the girl?” he asked.“I think she’s working off some ‘frustrations’ with her boyfriend in their bedroom,” I said. His eyebrows rose.I heard another car come screeching to a halt outside the house, and Dianna rushed in, looking panicked. She looked around. I pointed toward the kitchen, where the twins and Jules were trying to.