Once we were through, the gates closed again. The drive was a shady avenue of trees meeting at the top. Through the trees I caught glimpses of a large...house."Is this your home?" I asked Marjorie."Yes it is rather big for just one resident, isn't it?" she mentioned laughingly"You could house a company in that house," I said to her."No, there are only fourteen bedrooms," she replied."Fourteen, do you rotate between them," I asked again."No! They are only used for guests," she answered me.We no. Alone? Curious now and as succinctly as I could I slipped away, scaling the rope that barred my entrance. I sat beside her and she smiled, "are you alone?" I asked, and she nodded. "Your friend?" and with a wink that said so much "Sleeping!"We talked for a while, while she told me how turned on she was knowing that I was watching her, that she wanted to sample some Jamaican cock but her friend would never allow it. They were lovers, and she was a sub, I asked about the collar, she explained. She sounded a little upset. She wants you to go to Atwood's office. She said you should come by before you go to work, but ... well, she did sound upset about something." Okay, I'll go on by there now. This is going to be a bigger job than I thought. I might need to box up some of this and take it with me." Hi Sweetheart, it looks like you'll are getting new furniture." Oh, is the truck here already? Atwood said they were going to deliver today, but I thought it would be later. I need to go. There were loud groaning and moaning as all four bodies wriggled and humped rhythmically. Watching each other made them more horny. Even Muthusamy’s performance today was beyond expectation. Ponni was really thrilled. She screamed and groaned to her husband’s steady thrusts. She could feel the head of Muthu’s prick knocking against her womb. He fucked her faster and faster till, with a sudden deep poke, Muthu discharged his load deep into her cunt. They separated slowly and continued watching.