"Who's the hot lady, Larry?" I asked."That's no lady. That's my wife." We laughed as Theresa scowled at us. I couldn't let it go."You got a new one? W...at happened to the nice matronly mother of your child? I can't believe you went out and got a trophy wife already!" Theresa slugged me in the arm—pretty firmly."Just watch it you! I'll cut off your supply of vitamins and butt cream," she laughed."Oh, please don't do that! Where's Ellie?" La Madrina has her. Along with your son. She and Samantha. Doubtless, the slut is even more randy thanusual - and that's saying a lot! We cannot wait to see how you handleher."Oh, I did bring the 'articles' you requested." Electra continued with athroaty chuckle, "No Mistress should leave home without them! I evenadded a few extra toys for that little pissant bookkeeper Alex!Millicent, who is over chatting with Greta Gustov on the far side of theroom, has them. "Daphne, I suggest you find her before you proceed forward with the goodLord and Lady. Oh,. “It’s dark in here, but it seems brighter at the same time,” Martha said.“Tale off your glasses,” Althea said, and Martha jumped, startled. “I can sort of make out your silhouette, but it’s pitch black in here. How is that possible?”“No, there’s a little bit of light,” Althea tried not to laugh at her perplexed boss. “Let me show you little big of light at a time.”Rather than blind her with the overhead lights, Althea showly rotated the blinds to let light seep in by degree.“Althea, I can see. Fully entering the cabin, I saw our MILF had at least managed to haul herself up the bed a little, her arms were now widely spread by the cold steel handcuffs still trapping her wrists, but her head now rested back against the cabin bulkhead, the effect of which served not only to make her even more helpless, but also give me a good view of her shaven cunt lips, from which seeped copious amounts of Al’s semen, making me somewhat aggrieved that Al’s cock had been in there before my own.Spotting.