A woman's voice. "What on earth do you think you're doing in here?"Burt turned slowly, already knowing who had addressed him from thesound of her tone...but not wanting to make it real by actually seeingher.There she was, just as he had known she would be, leaning into anarmchair, her legs crossed, a book open on her lap.Lady Harriet. Lady Ann's-- his former little sister. And she was glaringat him in surprise and disgust as though she might at any moment exposehis dirty intrusion.6Burt didn't. Looking at him like she was seeing him for the first time, watching his eyes and lips, rolling her gaze down to his chest watching the mark which she gave him in the morning. She took a deep sigh and asked him for coffee. He said, “yeah, for sure sweet heart.” She got up and kissed his forehead, he took her in his arms and placed his head between her breasts, as he was so fond of them, and closed his eyes for a while. She kept standing there, moving her fingers through his hair and embracing. What did he want you to find?"The woman smiled slightly. "You're a difficult person to trail," she said. "You got me completely fooled with those trips out of town. You're not as clever as you think, though. I know you were sleeping with Daniel Mitchell. I saw you two in a hotel room." She shrugged. "It's no skin off my nose what you do. I debated telling Dan Mitchell's wife, but she's pregnant, and I didn't want to upset her." She knows."The woman nodded. "I kind of figured she did. Don't ask. They smiled and watched as Butcher’s mouth worked my cock. Riley’s hand went between Jenn’s legs, and Jenn’s slipped between hers. They stroked each other as I moaned from the exquisite heat surrounding my pulsing shaft. I saw the girls fingers disappear up into each other’s hot pussies and felt my cock swell; Butcher felt it too, and took me into his throat. He groaned as I had done, and the vibrations sent me into orbit. My jaw clenched, and I grabbed his hair as I released a torrent of hot.