“The guests are arriving; shall we greet them?”“You’re very clever at changing the subject, Grace.”She winked. “Just another thing I excel...at.”Just as she had in Amsterdam and Paris, Grace managed to pull off another successful event. She had an uncanny knack of knowing how to read the room and, in doing so, prevented McKinley from letting his speech drag on too long. Her subtle nod that told him to wrap things up was perfectly timed.When the last guest departed, Grace surprised Mac by grabbing. But still, he was applying all his force and fucking hard. His big dick was giving me all the pleasure I was missing for a long time. The only sound was of moaning.I had given off to all my maids and servants that day so there was no fear to get caught. He was really amazing. I never thought that a villager could be so good in fucking. He gave the last stroke and we both ejected. He sat next to me. He was all exhaust. We didn’t speak any words.He was sitting calmly with his eyes closed. We were. Nine years and three k**s later for my s****r, Katherine appeared on her doorstep on Christmas Eve and the Christmas Day dinner had an extra sitting with everybody wanting to know the full story. Katherine had grown into a delectable teenage girl, brunette hair falling onto her shoulders with a neat centre parting that was fashionable at the time, her dark eyes were pools of beauty, complementing good bone structure and full lips, which I thought had a little too much lipstick on them. She was. "But, everyone calls me Sunny," and I could quickly see why. The girl had the brightest smile in the bunch, while being the shortest in a family of giants. Her skin was smooth and looked like milk chocolate. She had cat eyes, that I felt was taking all of me in. "Well, now, that's over. Let's eat!" Morgan pulled up a chair and waited for everyone to sit so he could start on grace. ____________________________________________________________________________ Two years went by with me living.