“More, actually. It’s not for sale. We’ve been here over two hundred years. This isn’t just our business, this is our family, this is our heri...age. It’s more than just me, and when it’s his turn,” he said, pointing towards his son, “it will be more than just him. No, I wasn’t going to sell.” Then he grinned. “Besides, do you know the margins on good whiskey? I don’t need to sell this place to make money!” He laughed and the others joined in.“So, what about Jacob?” asked Jenny.“Well, like I. They ate. They drank. They talked and had fun together as they suddenly heard the front door bell ring. It was mid afternoon. You might ask how they could hear it outside. There was a loudspeaker installed at the patio connected to the front door bell. They looked at each other wondering who that could be. Todd stood up to check it out and, on the way, he snatched a kimono-style robe from a wall closet near the French doors and donned it. Modestly clothed, he looked through the peep hole and. I laid there enjoying Amber’s sucking when Keira walked in with fresh coffee on a tray. ‘Good morning Master, enjoying your wake up call?’ she asked grinning. ‘Yes I am, Keira.’ I replied with a grin. Keira sat down on the bed handing me a cup of coffee, leaning over, giving me a kiss. ‘Is slave Amber giving you pleasure, Master?’ she asked with a mischievous grin. ‘Yes, she is.’ I said with a grin, adding, ‘Would you like to help her?’ ‘May I, Master?’ Keira asked. Before I could say yes,. A flash of pain ripped through me as your cock split me open and sent me yelping and weeping into the wall.My free hand clawed at the wall as you bottomed out too quickly, nails threatening to break on the unforgiving cement just as you started laying into me. It was difficult standing up on my own as you had spread my legs wide but every upward thrust guaranteed that I’d stay erect. I could bruises on my hips forming as well as you ground them into the wall.I could feel the sweat on your.