" She lifted an eyebrow at me, and I nodded."His sons, not yours?" I asked, finishing my food, licking my fingers and imagining her long legs about my...waist, her mouth agape with passion."Oh yes, I was his third wife. The rector was seventy-seven when he passed over. You should have seen the crowd at his burial, heard the singing, very impressive."I waited, my plate empty and my horn filling."He has, let me think," she said with a small smile, tapping her lips with her forefinger, "oh my,. She just shrugged her shoulders unapologetically."Anyway, this is about you, Sandy," said Barbara. "We are your servants for the day. Our kids don't even know we're back early, so we have time to do whatever your heart," she then leered at her, "or other organs desire." Really?" Sandy asked."Really," said Raul."Hmmm. What else do you have in that bag over there, Barb."Barbara actually blushed. "Well, just about anything you could think of," she replied.She turned to Raul. "Does it have..." and. Lacking..." Nana replied, her eyes hooded. "I prefer natural things; melted butter -- just warm enough to be liquid." Sarah?" Yvonne queried."It's there already, Momma." She fished it out and placed the dish on my desktop before returning to Javier to undress him. As she worked on his uniform coat, she leaned in to try to kiss him -- but Javier disallowed it."I am an inanimate object, remember?" he pointed out. Sarah wasn't happy about that; she wanted affection."A kiss will be your reward for. Mark had a nice cock; I estimated it was maybe 6 or at most 7 inches long and a little thicker than my husband’s cock. I mean I could get my hand around it but my fingers just touched. With Bobby’s cock there was no problem with my fingers touching. So I knew Mark’s cock was thicker and somewhat longer. But then Bob wasn’t super small in the cock department.Bobby was a good fuck and the only problem was he shot off to quickly and never satisfy me. Now he wouldn’t do what I was asking him to do.