Looking past the vast table into the living room, all filled with furniture, decorations and art. I turned to Diana with a question. "This is all quit...e 'moved in.' I thought you just got here?"Diana smiled cheerfully as she replied, "MCL's relocation office found this house and a decorator for me. Almost everything you see here was provided by that decorator who I supervised by looking at pictures or watching videos then trading e-mails and phone calls as each room came together."I grinned at. I took her hand and sucked the sweet syrup off of her finger, plunging it into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it to clean it entirely. She sighed quietly and shuddered a bit in her seat before I returned her hand. I looked away briefly and noticed our hostess staring at us before she darted off to the kitchen. She had probably seen the whole thing.The rest of breakfast went without incident. We got on the road and headed south toward the campground where we had booked a site. There was. “Security, Mickey,” crackled the reply. “Mick, this Nick. I’m on the floor. That loser is back at the craps table.” “The cunt’s husband?” “Yeah. I don’t believe this guy. Look, keep a close eye on this sucker. I don’t want any big messes to have to deal with later tonight or in the morning. When he’s busted, go get him and sit on him. I don’t want him hurting himself. At least not here.” “You got it boss.” ***** Judy was draped over the back of a sofa, sucking Hank’s cock as he knelt on the. ” The whole team said.When Henry stepped in for the tip-off Townsend was looking around like he didn’t understand what was going on. Then he just smirked thinking he was going to have it all his way. Henry won the tip-off and ran down to set up in the low-post while I was 20 feet from the basket, Townsend turned his head to see where I went and Henry took the pass from his brother James after moving away from the distracted Townsend, and dunked the ball for the first points of the game.I.