"Thank you, thank you very much. I'm Amy." Sam" he shouts as he hurries away to the kitchen.'House' is an understatement. This is a stately home. Amy ...lowly pulls off her jacket and finds herself spinning in place in the lobby, taking it all in.Artwork upon artwork upon artwork. Classical stylings and modern finishings. Dark furniture from a mob boss' wet dream. It's immense and impressive, and Amy is struck by how none of it really works together. The manor has no real sense of cohesion;. When i walked in he was bare chested with just some tracksuit bottoms on.This revealed a large bulge and i began to realise what kind of personal session he was offering.He sat down on one of the benches and asked me to join him.As he sat down his cock was straight up virtually pushing out of his tracksuit botttoms.He could see me looking at it and took my hand and placed it on his bulge.It was so big that i could not get my hand around it.It throbbed in my hand as i decided to release it from. The rest of the day was quite relaxing. Later after we went out to eat at a local pub, Helene asked if she could borrow one of my lesbian DVD’s so we picked one up before I walked her home.On Wednesday morning on the ferry going to work, Helene said she was taking me out that night. She wouldn't say where to just that it was somewhere I wouldn't have gone to before. I was intrigued all day and hadn't got a clue where it might be.I had already moved some of my clothes to her flat, so we went. .. You too?, I thought I was a freak or something. We both about to burst, tried hard not to laugh. In fear of the laughing would cause is to wet ourselves.Now very desperate, we grab one of the big gulp cups, pour out the little bit of soda that was left. This cup is our last resort. I hold the cup and tell Beth to lift up off her seat and pull down her shorts and panties, so I can put the cup under her. Anxious to finally get to release that pent up pee, she quickly follows my request. With.