Uncle Ernie – my father's brother – and aunt Gertrude his matriarchal wife - and latterly my surrogate mother - at their rather grand hotel on the...south coast.To say my Uncle and Aunt were old fogies would be putting it mildly, but they had always been very good to me. Their hotel, set high on the cliffs overlooking a beautiful bay and its beaches, had been built back in Victorian times and nowt much had been changed since. That is if you disregard installing electricity and the indoor pool. Spontaneously she gave him one of her smiles and kissed him full on the lips.Toby rebounded thunderstruck."Thank you, Toby dear," said Victoria. "You've no idea what this horse means to me."Toby smiled. "I think I do. I don't ride him and I don't know him like you do but he's always struck me as pretty special."Victoria told him the story and Toby nodded."Very, very special," he said.At lunchtime David suddenly said, as part of the conversation, " I had to chase off some bloody photographer. She gave him great head. In return, he responded by blasting an immense amount of cum down her throat. The cum at the party flowed as freely as wine. Everyone enjoyed and welcomed the partnership of others. Crystal, on the other hand, made it a point to sample each of the men's goods. I tried to video all of her scenes, each with a different man. She never disappointed any of them. As expected, there was a period when everyone was exhausted. It was like half time at a football game allowing. “Of course, your journey has been long,” the councilwoman said. She clapped her hands and scantily clad servants came and escorted them to their rooms. ***Gaudy was the best word Axel could think of to describe the room. Thin blue carpet covered the floor and the walls. Two chairs with light green padding and pillows were at a writing desk with a lamp and the other in the corner.Unlike the other homes they passed coming to the hotel, these windows had glass, not just a curtain or wood.