And to top it all off, coffee and tea and the wedding cake Soames had been busy working on all week.It was a three tiered affair with white chocolate ...rosting and dripping with delicate white roses. On top were two tiny white feather doves with tiny pearl eyes. He cut fresh green ivy from outside and trimmed all around the base of the cake with it and it sat on a clear crystal cake pedestal. It was at least 4 ft. tall. 'A work of art!' He smiled to himself. He was quite proud of his creation.. It was all I could do not to move into the room where I kept my computers. I felt like just settling in naked and starting my research.Something about a naked 50+ year old man researching a girl’s boarding school just seemed far too wrong. Once I had on my cutoff jeans and light weight sweat shirt with the cutoff sleeves, I moved to do my research.I found a boarding school that had been in service to the community over a hundred years, according to them. It had all the bells and whistles to. Bruce's penis begin to pulsate as he started to slowly grind his way deeper into me. Slowly my hands raised up holding Bruce by his sides then my hands easily moved up his sides to his back and grip at his shoulder as I held him tight. My legs and feet raised up to embrace his midsection like a wantonly whore I held Bruce as he begin to procreate with me. My body quivered with each slide and push of his man hood till he was completely buried in my anal channel. I moaned and whined slightly as I. When I climax, it is an intense, body-shaking orgasm. I blast my seed down the woman’s throat as her tongue squeezes my cock, trying to milk me dry.Finally, she lets go. I am still hard, cock dripping cum. The woman turns and crawls up the bed on all fours. That’s when I notice the tail. It emerges, long and thin, from above her big, curvy ass. She raises it to expose dark pink lips surrounding a dripping opening.Tail or not, I am hornier than I ever thought possible. I move in behind the woman.