“I’ll have you know I was the escort for the Steward of Grundinar during a masked ball.” I smiled. “…which you promptly turned into a classy...orgy.” Justina snickered.“Believe me, daughter,” I chuckled as I took another taste of Julia, “there was nothing ‘classy’ about what I made those people do to each other.” The crowd had cleared once the noon sun had risen high in the sky, leaving only sparse pockets of people in the stands. The Breytans circled the perimeter of the arena, keeping those who. He turned her around, bent her over the end of the sofa, and flipped her dress up onto her back. She never wore panties on Monday nights but would have loved the thrill of feeling him rip them off. He frantically unbuckled his belt, yanked down the zipper, and pulled his erection out of his boxers.Gayle was thankful that the foreplay made her ready because his penis was larger than she had taken before. Not long, but as thick as her forearm. She spread her legs as he slapped her ass just once. Needless to say, after a very distracted evening and a night of broken sleep, the following morning found me once again in my car outside Penny's house. I watched and waited until Paul had left for work, taking the kids to school on his way. Again I drove quickly up the driveway and parked outside the front door as the automatic gates closed silently behind me.I knocked on the front door just as I had done the previous morning and waited, pacing up and down on the driveway, still wondering what. It looked brand new. It was missing two of the poles so she wrote to Colman and ordered a full set of poles. By this time, she had put just under $50 into the tent and we still didn’t know if it would work.We set about stringing the elastic through the poles, two sets for the main tent portion and one for the door. Once they were strung, we slipped them into place on the tent. The corners kept coming up as we worked the poles through their straps on the tent. That’s when we figured that we.