The event would start on a Saturday evening, we would have a reception and a fine dinner, and then the orgy would run through to the Sunday morning, b...eakfast and then goodbye. I was certain that there were a lot of couples who would pay £2,000 for such a party, so that each party could easily clear £10,000 after expenses. If we had at least one party per month, we could make £120,000 a year – not bad for having great sex with a lot of people.“Just a minute,” she said firmly, taking a firm grip. "You know, Berthold, that there is only one avenue open to you? You will have to buy a house! Think about it. You are right, those stairs are bothersome. Alfred and Jake made us rich, we can afford to build. We should stay in this village though, but perhaps up on the hill. The views will be beautiful, if we can find a decent plot, that is."The idea of moving house did not appeal to me at all, but we had talked about this same subject many a time. We both loathed our present site, if not the. I have me a very good looking cunt to fuck in this one. A beautiful woman in other words.Hmmm? 'Should I cut this strapless bra off or just undo it'? 'Your call on this'? Nothing so he just undoes it and pulls it free. Reaching around to cup those tits again. Laying his weight down her body. Kissing and sucking on the back of her neck. Smelling her hair. She gasps a little then stays stiff as he kisss his way across her left shoulder enjoying her skin. Rubbing her ass with his cock through his. I was stupefied. What did he say? What I needed? Take care of me? And he gave me that pervy look. He liked me. FJ’s old man liked me?Gross.Thinking back, it should’ve been obvious. I recall him eyeing me strangely whenever I was with FJ. Another clue was his excessive compliments whenever I came around, and he’d stare at me while I played baseball with the guys in the field across from his house, yet I never gave them a second thought.“Looking good today, Georgy.” He’d say.“You’re filling out.