"And he expressed himself in the following words:"I never met Hippolyte and Marie Fauville, though I used to correspond with them—you will remember ...hat we were all cousins—until five years ago, when chance brought us together at Palmero. They were passing the winter there while their new house on the Boulevard Suchet was being built."We spent five months at Palmero, seeing one another daily. Hippolyte and Marie were not on the best of terms. One evening after they had been quarrelling more. It just bothered him a little to spend that kind of money even though it didn’t come out of his pocket.He was aware of the money that was being generated by the dividends and interest on Sandi’s investments which was a substantial amount. He knew that after taxes it was close to seven figures a year. It was going to be a big change for him to adjust to what he assumed her spending habits were now going to be.Sandi came home about three hours later. It took two trips from her car to the condo. Up to that moment, I’d resolved not to fuck her until I’d driven her wild with need — but things had changed. Her body was speaking to me, begging for my cock in a way I could not resist. She spread her thighs, welcoming me, and her hips bucked in a lurid invitation. I knew then that to make her wait would only add to Miranda’s sexual, teasing torture. On my knees, I took a bottle of lube Miranda had provided and squirted along the length of my cock. “I’m not sure we even need lube, Janine, but. So the time had arrived and we were at this beautiful farm on the Gold Coast Hinterland talking to the owner of the Gold Coast Beast Club (name suppressed for discreetness), he asked if I was ready to take the horse cock and I said yep looking forward to getting slammed hard by it but a little bit nervous of course he said everything is fine and he takes all safety precautions, I went into the stable and Garry said I should get a little friendly with him (horse). So I proceeded to pat him, rub.