She had a sweet voice."My name is um... I was... um... shit, damn. I don't,..." Sir, are you alright? Do you need me to call someone? Here, sit down p...ease," she said.I looked down at the table. I couldn't look her in the eyes. "Beth, I came here to see you," I said."What? Who are you? Do I know you?" she asked rather nervously."I'm Herman Howell - you know H.H. I read your stories."She backed up, looking scared. "Oh, my God, you've been stalking me. I should call the police." Please, don't. 'Yes. What about?''I met a young man on the estate yesterday, called Tom Fisher. Do you know him?'Blood rushed to Lady Astley's face again. 'Yes. He is the game-keeper's son.'Arielle laughed briefly. 'Ah, when I saw him, I thought he had an entirely different purpose round here.''What?''He had obviously just finished pleasuring one of the maids — Belinda Stourton, she said. I thought, judging by the size of him, that maybe his job was keeping the ladies of the house contented.''How did you know. I love watching that hot, thick, shiny, engorged, BBC throbbing deep in his mouth. Your balls start swelling up as you’re about to cum. Then they tightening up as your cum shoots from your balls, along the base of your thick shaft and finally to the thick purple head of your cock. I plunge my fingers deep into my cunt as I watch his mouth wrapped around your cock. I cum hard from knowing the head of your cock is swelling up huge filling his mouth. I fuck my tight wet slit hard and fast,. I mean drop dead gorgeous to say the least. Don't worry about it. I still wanna be with you and her honestly. I don't play favorites or anything like that. So just be happy with us and don't worry about it. Shit happens, and this one can't stay in there forever. So just know that we're all very happy,” I replied.Then everyone hugged everyone once again. We were still very happy even though Jesse had said more than a few things about her being fat. She was pregnant and fat. So it was a lot to.