Just then I saw someone is moving the curtains and entering, it was some lady for some 28 years. I helped her with luggage and then we settled. We exc...anged smiles. I introduced myself, and we had a little chat about the journey and I came to know that she is also heading for the same place.Let me describe her, she is about 5’8”, fair, voluptuous (she had solid assets) lady. Her stats would be like 36-28-40. She was in her jeans and top. She would be like this if she were naked. She looked up at me smiling her beautiful smile, those big blue eyes sparkling. She started fondling my big, huge balls faster and faster.“Uh! Uh! Uh!” I groaned and she knew my balls were filling with fresh, hot, cum.“Are you ready for another tit-fuck, Jimmy?” she asked playfully.“Oh my God… Yesss!” I answered.Just like before, she put the flat of her hands on her breasts, spreading them wide apart and inviting me to start running my hard shaft up and down her soft welcoming valley! Slowly I. I could never do that,’ Jules said. ‘Is this guy in prison?’ ‘Yes Frank, with another eighteen months to go.’ ‘Glade, may I invite you to stay with us for a while until you find your feet? There is a permanent house keeper and a cook so you won’t feel alone and I’m sure Jules would appreciate the company.’ ‘Oh yes, please accept Glade.’ Glade moved in and stayed in that house for eight years. A month after arriving at Codd Mansion as Frank called it, Jules was invited away for a weekend and for. "OK, I need to get the demonstrator washed before I can hand it over, could I take you both to lunch while we wait?" Well we're not in any rush are we Gary," he nodded, "so that would be very nice."Mark phoned the service desk to arrange for someone to valet the demonstrator right away, and within seconds someone appeared and drove the Bentley round to the service bays for a wash and brush-up.We in turn were led to Flying Spur, Mark handed me the keys and sat in the back."Where are we going?" I.