. before my urge to strangle Junior overpowered my remaining self-control.The next three hours taxed my remaining patience to their limits. My 'reserv...tion' at the Roxy was confirmed and we were seated at a prime table close to the stage to better ogle the dancers. Our waitress Kelli, a friend of my wife, gave me a big wink to let me know that our plan was a go and that there were no problems for the moment. She kept the drinks flowing; mine were as weak as water and Junior's nearly pure. It was undeniably beautiful. She leant forwards to nuzzle it with her nose, but she wasn’t sufficiently supple to apply any more of her face to it. So she contented herself with stroking it with her fingers and exploring its contours. Just as she was beginning to feel comfortable with this, she was joined by Emma who, joining in the spirit of sharing, pulled her face up to Charlotte’s and applied her tongue to Maisie’s anus and the base of her vagina. And then all became lost in a mass of. Smith, if you would really like to fuck my father. I know he would love to fuck you if he can get it up again."Meanwhile, her daughter is practicing her horseback riding, easing her way into a nice canter. I can almost see the stirrups she is standing in."Just stand beside me while I get fucked, Mama. It will make me feel so much better."So it happened that Mrs. Bejamin Smith stood beside a man her age while he fucked the shit out of her daughter. She must have had some incredible finishing. Fifty-four of The Cause’s leaders are dead and two are no longer working for them. Tom is disgusted with what he’s seen of The Cause since his arrival in 1855, and we’ve spoken about his commitment to them. He’s now committed to finding a wife and living out his life in safety, if he can. That leaves only sixteen active senior members to worry about and they’re all from the lower tiers because the top two tiers are now all dead with most killed by me. Now I’ve about three hundred people.