Two glowing eyes were staring at me, hungrily. As I stared, startled and shaking in fear, he stepped into the moonlight. Tall with long, black hair,...deep brown eyes, tanned skin, and an incredibly muscled body. He walked slowly toward my window, stalking me through the shadows of the yard. I was too stunned to reach for the gun my husband left loaded and ready on the bedside table. I was mesmerized by the hungry look in his eyes. Unable to move.He whispered, "I want you" as he stepped up. Elke gently corrected each mistake. I saw the waiter look at her scornfully. ‘Do you have a problem?’ I asked sharply. He assured me there was no problem and left to get our dessert order. We were silent when he left until I asked, ‘You said your father was a teacher of languages. What languages do you speak and read?’ ‘Only four,’ she replied. ‘German, French, Russian, and English.’ My interest perked up immediately. ‘How good is your Russian?’ ‘It is very good, Dave. My father’s expertise. " As opposed to kidnapping your rival after the race hadbeen run. "So instead, I simply decided to facilitate others in theirown revenge plots." And with that, the screen went blank and lightsappeared in the room behind the mirror on the wall.It was then that the man who had once bragged about his sexual prowesswhile running for office knew he was well and truly screwed.It was his ex-wives, both of them, and his current wife, who was lookingless the perfect housewife and more like the harpy. .. Yeah, that’s hot!” Kathy confessed when I asked her about Dad.Anyway, Dad did his best to hold out, but Kathy had her wonderful, mysterious ability to milk a man’s dick and balls for all that she could squeeze from him. Either way, Dad tried hard not to cum too soon, but Kathy worked on him just as she did on Troy, and God, he came buckets inside her sweet twat. When the camcorder zoomed in, we could see the jizz oozing in large dobs from her pussy, leaking down to her thighs, much to her.