There was an uncomfortable silence as both tried to find words. Whether it was divine intervention, a flash of inspiration or blind luck, Chris did ex...ctly the right thing. He looked down at the page and read a line out loud.‘Claire felt his smooth fingers slide below the hem of her skirt. She held her breath. Any moment now, James would discover she did not wear anything underneath the flimsy fabric.’Lisa was about to tell her man to stop teasing, but she paused. There was an unmistakable. "And you can sell them cheap in the campground store as posters.", suggested Chris.That evening Chris and Jel slept together in the new cabin. Making love into the wee hours of the night. Content with each other, and with their lives. Christopher had put on his leather chaps and put on a leather harness. Chris made himself look tall and stood in front of Jelmer. "Are you ready for this? boy...", he asked Jel. "Yes sure, tonight until forever. I am yours, Sir.", he answered. Christopher pulled. She shook her head and continued to talk. It was obvious she disagreed with him. I assumed she was saying that he was telling them that enough was enough and that it was inappropriate to treat her grandkids mother this way. She referenced Puta and El Hedor several times and even raised her finger and pointed it at home.“No, out of the question.”Madre’ had always seemed like she barely tolerated us and saw us as gnats or disgusting creatures.Imagine Clint Eastwood but he is actually a Spanish. One sultry night in August, he returned home from visiting my mother in the hospital one night and found me sleeping naked on my tummy. Getting the bottle of lube from its hiding place, he first began to lick my rosebud, sticking his tongue deep to the sound of my moaning with obvious pleasure. Almost instinctively at this point, I raised my hips and parted my butt cheeks, holding them with my own hands as far apart as possible. His sensitive, thick fingers warmed up my aching hole and he.