“So I missed the party did I?” We all looked up to see Sarah, Matt’s girlfriend staring down at us, with me holding a cock in each hand trying t... bring them back to life. I knew Sarah to say hello, but not that well. “I need a shower.” I said, leapt up and headed for the bathroom quickly not knowing if there was going to be a problem. “It’s ok Paula,” I heard a voice say as the shower curtain was pulled back; “we all share around here.” Sarah was taller than my 5ft-1in. probably by six inches,. Gracely milk Kevin that afternoon.Butlers served brandy.A divan was in the center, more brightly lit than the sofas and chairs around the perimeter."You haven't come yet, Amanda," Mrs. Gracely said to the last of the girls. "Are you ready to receive the staff?" Oh, yes, Mrs. Gracely," the girl said eagerly and with a trace of lust in her voice."Then assume your position. Offer yourself, and we'll see if we can find someone to take you."Amanda climbed upon the divan and rested on her knees and. You’re forgiven this once, but next time you’ll be punished. Understood?” I nodded, knowing she would see. Her hands pressed on my side, and I rolled over for her, marveling at my own obedience. She pulled my hips with one hand, while simultaneously pushing my shoulders down. I settled into that position with my rear end up in the air, my forehead resting on my arms. “You are allowed to make sounds, as long as they are not words.” The words confused me until I felt a brisk slap to my left. "You're American, aren't you?" she asked, her British accent clipped and very refined. She was the daughter of an African diplomat and had been raised and educated in England."I love having sex with Americans," she said as she lazily licked my balls and lightly traced my prick with her long, gold-tipped fingernails. "Americans are so... forceful. Fuck my face with that big cock!" In an instant, her soft, full lips were surrounding my cock and her fingernails dug into my ass cheeks as she pulled.