I showed her into the lounge and she sat on the sofa, “Would you like a drink?” I asked trying to make her feel at home as I could see she was a b...it nervous, “Coffee, white with 2 sugars” she said making herself at home. I went to the kitchen and looked at her through the hatch, she was sat with the case between her legs rummaging through her sales material and pulled out an iPad, this gave me a nice view of her tanned legs and a quick peek up her skirt, ‘Mmm’ I thought. “Wanna biscuit” I. He pumped 7 times hard and then relaxed his grip as I slid his cock out to the point where I could get my tongue working his glans as I applied suction. He gave me two more spurts and then held me in place as I pleasured his glans and shaft and then took him deep throat again. I alternated that for at least another minute as he convulsed with pleasure and then began to go soft. He slowly pulled out as I swallowed the remainder of his man juice and then holding my head in his hands I looked up. One morning I heard the kids get up; we had two teenage girls and a boy who was nine."Hi, Dad. Where's Mom? She promised us pancakes this morning and Mom never breaks her promise." Bart was kind of a cool kid. He might be the youngest but he held his own against his sisters. They fought a lot but you could tell they all loved each other."I'm right here, Bart. We'll start the pancakes in a minute. Get the pancake mix out and the eggs. Connie, you can fry up some bacon while I get dressed."No. There were two older Samoan men sitting on the platform when we walked up and noticed that both men had to be in their 60’s. We walked up onto the platform taking our shoes off first. I felt a hand touch my shoulder, and then heard Fiti behind me.“Barnim, the man on the left is Tanielu Alovili, our father. The fine gentleman on the right is Henare Faleafu who’s a tattooist here on the island. He apprenticed with a prominent clan in Samoa and does all the tattoos for the family and clans.”“It’s.