I had fantasized about using the services of Rose and Betty at the same time in a love triangle that had me as the cream between the layering of their...identical bodies.I promised that I would try that fantasy on before the sun rose the next morning just to see their reaction to three of us in a two person tent. I knew that Rose liked the anal route best but Betty had a tight little pussy that she adamantly kept out of circulation with the gaggle of boyfriends the girls had parading through. He had dated women since, but like his ex-wife, they looked for excitement and extravagance, which was not his way. He was a simple man with simple tastes, which was exactly why his wealth kept on growing! It was also why he had no hopes of any sort of relationship with Susan, apart from a possible friendship. She was too young for him in any case. However, at the very least he could set her up and give her children a better chance in life. She need never know who it was who was supporting her.. It is my pleasure, sweet. First, there was stillness. Then Mila stirred and let flow and get filled Brandons glass of wine. Having handed over to him his full glass, she filled hers too and commenced on to drain it steady degrees by degrees. Brandon let his mind wander off to the television screen before them. Wasnt this quite weird? Mila pondered. Who knew? He must have hammered and dinned his dick into a legion of women back there in Paris. With an arousing and well-nigh naked her settled. ..................................Three months had passed since the death of Agathe and Georg was at his wits end over the problem of how to cope with the c***dren’s well being. He was a man of honour and was aware that he had been neglecting them .He had spoken to the Bishop who had promised to “see what he could do”.Three weeks later the Bishops office had telephoned him and asked if he could call at the Bishops palace to discuss a possible solution.True to his word Georg set out on the.