Thumping his cock into Riley like a glutton, Wallace sated himself on the prostrated beauty before him. When he seeded Riley’s backside, he wasn’t...even aware that Riley had also spewed his discharge all over the vehicle.After they moved indoors, Wallace again became overwhelmed with horniness. Before they even reached the bedroom Riley was placed over the end of a sofa in the lounge, before he again got fucked by Wallace.Wallace was like a tight sprung spring, hyperventilating with lust. Riley. What met her eyes definitely confused her senses. First in the door was Stan. Then Louisa followed closely by Billy and last in was the tall one, Mort.Carmina blinked her eyes, rubbed out the remnants of the many tears she had shed and gaped at the quartet entering the house. The sight totally confused her.First, they were all smiling. Laughing. Even dark Mort had a smile on his face. Their gait was brisk as they strode through the kitchen and toward her. They seemed to be holding hands, well. "Hever Castle. " He named the place. Kate looked at him with interest."Hever Castle" She repeated. "Isn't that the place where Ann Boleyn lived?" Yes. It was owned by her family. Henry went there quite frequently; at first because her older sister was his mistress and later when he was courting Ann. " Kate smiled as she commented."It was better to be the mistress of Henry the Eighth than his wife. Wives didn't last very long. "Sef laughed."Yes. Poor Ann. She was too clever for her own. I have your picture on my mirror, that one that we took when we did Niagara Falls. You and I against the dawn I have that blown up to 8 x 10.’ Will winced, ‘I look horrible in that picture. My hairs all over the place, I look like Telly Sevalaus without the sucker.’ ‘It’s you though, that’s one thing I like about you, that you’re a bit rough, a bit imperfect. When I’m on stage I have to be perfect, for the audience. That kind of pressure can be daunting. Live theatre isn’t like a movie that you.