Watching them together during this lunch at the O’Malleys was no better. Oh, there was nothing flagrant about their behavior together, but Helen had... eyes and she could see. A palpable ache radiated from her gut. The food that smelled so good earlier quickly became so much ash in her mouth. And the outwardly-friendly backyard barbeque took on the morbid pallor of a soon-to-be-executed criminal’s last meal.Her eyes now drifted over to her husband, who was bidding goodbye to the Burkes and their. His cloak was a rich velvet of a hue so deep a red that it was nearly purple. The color of aristocracy. No, the color of royalty. He always wore a ring on the smallest finger of his right hand. It was an expensive silver metal with a shining black stone. She always noticed it because she suspected that it was a massive black diamond. But even with all of his riches, he seemed miserable. She sensed that he pursued her because somehow he’d surmised that she was the key to his…happiness? . Tony is an asshole." He had barely waited for the door to close behind me before shelling out an additional hundred to have the girls clean in the nude and the bill had shot up sharply from there. Luz did most of the cleaning while Darla split her time between that and entertaining; I gathered that Tony was a bit racist, among his other sterling qualities, and Luz was only good for domestic duties as long as Darla was around. I was willing to bet he would 'lower himself' if Darla wasn't around,. She looked over her shoulder at Rich, and he looked up at her, and then back down at where his cock was disappearing into her tight anal ring, which had just swallowed his whole head in one go, and Lily could feel, even in her lube-swamped rectum, the hefty amounts of stringy precum he was making claims on her hot pipes with.Once she'd gotten the head inside, she let go of his cock, and braced herself against the bed ... by holding down Rich's arms astride his body. Rich watched as she fed his.