You'll need to be very polite to him and do whatever he says. Best to stay quiet at first, until he starts talking to you. He'll probably want to spea... to me first."Flic started to get angry, but she managed to suppress it. Out in public she had to act more circumspectly. After all, she was supposedly the concubine with Bill as her sponsor. This Centurion, whoever he was, would expect her to play the obedient concubine. It wasn't something she enjoyed, but it was one of those annoying things. They told each other that neither was looking for a reason to leave home, and neither wanted any strings attached. Only one bargain was made and that was they both agreed to email the other the next day with a one word review, critique, or assessment of the session they were about to embark on."Have you made the arrangements?" she asked."Certainly," he replied. He rose, held her chair, and they left the restaurant together.He pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. He got out, came around to. I gagged on them and had to spit them out. I couldn't eat them. I couldn't stomach the taste not after losing my wife who made them for me all of those years. I couldn't eat them at all."Are you ok Paul? Are they bad?"It was my sister-in-law who made the potatoes. "No, they're fine. I just can't eat them. Too many memories hit me too quickly. Sorry."I got up from the table and went to the pool. Brenda was in the pool with my nieces and nephews and the little ones playing. I took a seat and. I reached forward and pressed mom’s head downwards into my wife’s crotch. I have no idea if mom had ever eaten pussy before today, but she was going to now, I was determined to see her tasting my wife while she received my firm fucking. I watched as mom first gently licked at my wife’s sex, then, as I continued plowing deep into her, she pressed her wide open mouth firmly into my wife’s crotch and hungrily gnawed into her cunt. I was thankfull that my dick had gone “cold steel”, and I was.