I’m not sure if it’s the same for everyone else but I usually feel that having one glass is fine. I then have a second glass thinking the first on... never worked. After the third glass, I completely forget why having a drink was such a bad idea in the first place. Anyway, I think I probably had a glass too many. That’s going to be my excuse from here on in, so please don’t judge me.Skipping forward to the evening and things were going very well, so far at least. I say so far because Harry didn’t. John did not want to get caught in the middle. With Count Treff already lobbying John for support, John was sure this would somehow get to the kings side's ears, and he would be held responsible somehow.After Count Treff left, John growled almost silently to himself at what had happened. The count had brought attention to John, just by sitting with him. John wondered how this was going to come back to bite him in the ass.John paid his reckoning, and left and found his two guards and driver very. Until the one day she caught me. I had a regular habit of taking the most recently worn pair of her panties from the hamper and setting them aside until I could properly use them. Since she had mostly the same panties in like 3 colors, it was easy to swap them out for an older pair in the hamper without her noticing. So one day I got home from work, and was excited to have some fun with the pair I had swiped that morning. She had worked out in them the day before, and I had given them a quick. Jamie gave my ass a slap and chuckled. I looked behind and watched as he took his shirt up over his head, his dark muscles on display. He then dropped his pants and underwear, his giant cock stretching out proudly. I licked my lips in anticipation. "Good girl, teach. You're learning- you haven't moved from the window. I'll have to give you a treat." Jamie walked up behind me and I could feel his cock push against the top of my ass. He reached around and squeezed my breasts, nibbling in the.