Marge stood up and invited Bob for the tour. He and the rest of the group followed her through the first floor and upstairs to the bedrooms. They went... to the master bedroom first. Bob and his wife looked around the huge room, nodding their approval. When Marge showed them the bathroom, with its sunken whirlpool tub and the large shower Diane said, "This is too much! I have never seen anything like this before."They left the master bedroom and Marge took them to the kid's and guest rooms. She. I only heard one side of the conversation, but it was a goody. Mr. Copeland looked like he had been pole axed. All he could do was stutter and stammer. After a few minutes he put the handset down and looked at me."You can go Robert, and forget about the suspension."I didn't even smile as I walked out. Not until I got into the hallway anyway. Then my face almost split open.I told Regina all about it as I drove her home.She congratulated me on being so cool and calm."Robert, my period is due to. Normal. At the last hole, a par three, Gerrard took the first shot. He’d never had a hole-in-one, never in all those years, but he’d come pretty close on this hole. His ball sailed up into the air off the tee and overshot by about ten feet. The ball span back a little but stopped well short. “One day,” he thought himself. He watched in solemn silence as Charlie placed her ball on the tee. She bent her knees this time so no sight of what might have been. She took a couple of practice swings. Pansy moved to the edge of the bed,spread her legs and watched as the pet moved her face to her mistress' pussy. She laid back as her pet's tongue ran over her labia,she moaned which spurred the pet and her husband on. She pulled the pet's head tighter to her pussy and began grinding her dripping pussy over her pet's face. The pet was so good at this now that it never took her long to cum,the pet suddenly began sucking on her clit and Pansy cried out as she orgasmed and drenched her pet's face.