They found the house completely dark and quiet, and decided to continue their farewell reunion in Carlos's room.Carlos brought in a bottle of Rum and ...glasses from the kitchen, and Antonio found some tapes to play and got them started. Marlene just sat on the bed to enjoy watching her friends getting a little sillier with every drink. Marlene knew that both her friends had a crush on her and she appreciated their attentions.The music turn to blues, the kind that is traditionally associated with. ”“If your not going to behave you can both go home,” Jack said, getting increasingly uncomfortable watching his granddaughter fucking herself with the bottle.“Okay,” Emma said reluctantly, “l’ll behave.” She pulled her skirt down and closed her legs, leaving the bottle deep in her cunt.Jack accepted that that was as normal as he was going to get from Emma, although he admitted to himself that he found her very stimulating, he adjusted his position, trying to disguise his erection as much as. “You’ve done so much for me… I mean, this is my second home. I don’t know what I’d do if I couldn’t come here to escape.” “Spencer. It’s nothing. What are friends for?” I smiled. “Now if you’re done being sentimental, I for one am exhausted and would love to go to bed.” “Yes, your majesty,” Spencer said as me bowed to me. “Funny…” I laughed as I got up to change. After 10 years with Spencer, there was no such thing as modesty. I stripped off my shirt and shorts and walked over to my dresser to. I imagined her breasts in my mouth. I wanted to taste her hard nipples.Her skirt was short and she didn’t appear to have any panty lines. I had wondered if she was even wearing any panties. Of course, she was wearing my wife’s perfume, which drove me crazy. Angela was stunningly gorgeous.Did I mention her legs? She had long beautiful legs. She wore high heels and had the cutest ass wiggle you’d ever seen. She wore thigh highs with her short skirt. It was so cute to see the lace tops of.