Alexander had decided to stay for a while - a long while, maybe for ever. Although he had been born and educated in England and had always thought of ...imself as one hundred per cent British, the pull of his ancestral country and in particular this part of it was far stronger than he could ever have anticipated."We would always welcome you as one of our brotherhood, Count Alexander. I see you are a troubled man and I would greatly like to help. If you can find peace within these walls you are. My wife and I carried on kissing and touching on the bed, I was as horny as fuck and so was she, I was kissing her neck and feeling her 44DD tits, and she was stroking my 6 and a half inch cock.Suddenly in the middle of the moment, there was a knock on the door, I got up and opened it slightly as not to reveal my rock hard cock, and it was the barman we'd been talking to downstairs, he was around 30 years old, 6 foot and dark haired.He came in with a tray carrying our drinks, and as I stepped. He said that it was just another part of the family tradition where the male is the master and the female is his servant. Bianca started to object to that but dad told her to stop before she went too far. Then Bianca asked dad if he could fuck her too or if that was just my job. He said that tradition had always been that brothers fuck their own sisters. Bianca asked if she could still have a boyfriend and let him fuck her too. Finally mom spoke up and said that she could but not until Bianca. Once my eyesight adjusted to the dark, the view wassomething to behold.There were seven people in the room, watching some lithe andwell-tanned actors on the television gently manipulating eachothers genitals in every possible way. The three couples in theroom were doing their level-best to keep up with the action onthe screen, while my wife–sitting down beside me on the pillow–shot me a wicked grin. On the large television screen, a youngblonde was doing her best to swallow one of.