The world suddenly imploded back around Reggie when some punk grabbed his collar, pulled him away from the wall, then slammed him back up against the ...all, stuck a knife up under his throat and screamed in his face, ‘ALRIGHT, ASSHOLE, GIMME YER FUCKIN’ MONEY!!!’ Reggie’s heart raced, his pulse pounding like a jackhammer, his head on fire, his eyes half closed, slipping somewhere between conscious and not. He felt the punk push up on the knife and the blade start to cut his throat. His eyes shot. But it was wonderful feeling. Sucked sucked sucked… she was moaning and was arching her body and held my head tight with her hands. After sucking for ten minutes she exploded. White fluid came out from her love her. I didn’t take it as I never did so. But it had some different smell which I didnt like initially.Then, she held her hand on my dick and started sucking it. Wow what a sensation it gave to me. Wonderful. I felt as if I was in heaven and was enjoying her tongue on my dick sensitive. They also enjoyed roaming the many and varied corridors of the castle.Joan Davidson moved in just after we did. Joan retired just in time for our move, but she might have been pushed into retirement, but that is another story, altogether, in plenty of time to sell off her furniture and settle all of her affairs at home, before joining us as we jetted of to Aruba for the winter. The Crown enjoyed a warm relationship with Aruba and Joan found handling life as a recently retired British Subject. There, I sipped my beer whilst watching the bustling chaos on the street outside. The resort was heaving with pedestrians, locals shutting up their shops for the night and restaurant owners enticing late night customers inside their establishments. No-one would get any sleep with that din going on but not many would try. Everyone was a night owl in this resort. I loved that.Jacques served his customers but kept looking in my direction. He liked me or at least fancied me. That was good. I.