C34 Lechery

Mister Martins. A large man with a beer belly nodded sternly to Alex, a pursed smile on his face, and a firm, severe voice came to me. He had grey hair and black complexion. His pale, rough skin belied his advanced years. Wisps of white hair covered his face. His wife turned to face me, her red lips pursed in disapproval as her gaze gave me the once-over