" That part's settled. As for the girls, let me tell them." At that moment the girls came walking in the room. They must have come in the back door."T...ll us what Jeff? Is there a problem?" asked Bev."I want to marry your mother. I need to know if it is ok with both of you. We thought we'd get married in a couple of weeks." Sure, we know you two love each other and we're fine with that. We're happy that Mom found someone, but what's the rush? Is Mom pregnant or something?" said Bev with a laugh.. “You had something on your mind at the ceremony, Ramirez, did you not?” The Count said to him quietly before changing to a handshake pose for the next shot. “I hope my speech did not sound too rehearsed.”It took him a second to realize that Vincenzo wanted him to respond before he did so.“Si, sir. My Count.” He replied. “And no, The Count’s speech was quite inspirational. It was a minor concern. A nagging thought.”“Did you see me stop and say anything to the other men, Ramirez? I would not have. For my part, I was in seventh heaven. Gazing at her, intimately engaged in such a way, I felt nothing but love and bliss. I slowly retracted, and thrust again.The stimulation of my cock was incredible. Each time I thrust it was like a climax all of its own. It beat anything else I could think of hands down. It was warm, soft and wet, silky smooth but at the same time the muscles around her hot, narrow tunnel gripped my cock like she never wanted to let go. In and out, in and out, and within. Those were the areas he wanted to work on.“I’d love to look like you,” he said, running his eyes down my torso.“With your starting point, that won’t take too long,” I replied as my hand instinctively reached out to touch his sweat-shiny arm.As he cooled down, he seemed content watching me run through my normal forty-minute workout.It was fun having someone with whom to share this. Blaise wouldn’t have any part of weightlifting or exercise of any kind. I also enjoyed how he watched me so.