“There aren’t many of the Bredenberg family left.Despite the fact that the burg was only five hundred years old and by design looking more modern ...han for example our burg, it had an old feeling almost like that of a tomb. I didn’t know why I got goose bumps over my back as she opened the heavy door to the High halls and a draft of musky stale smelling air went past us. The High Hall was dark except for a few yellow and weak Lumi-plates; most of the furniture was pushed to the sides and covered. " I did, and stood waiting. "Mm, I see you remembered my instructions regarding bras. Very nice." He walked over and grasped my nipples over my blouse, giving them a hard pinch that had me moaning softly. "Did you abide by the other rules?" He cocked a brow, and at my silence slipped his hand under my skirt, raising it up past my hips. He sniffed the air, then smirked at me. "I can smell your juicy cunt, Karen. Does forgoing underwear turn you on?" I nodded, flushing bright red. His fingers. .." Helena whispered softly.The stripper reached down with both hands and ripped his g-string off, finally letting that monster cock loose. His hand began stroking it as he moved toward Helena again; but this time nothing between it and her lips. The hard dick slid in like it belonged there. He gasped a little as Helena sucked deeply, trying to take it all in one stroke. He pulled back and we looked in amazement at the wetness which covered almost half his cock. "You are an amazing cocksucker,. All you have to do is ask, hell, just hint and it’s yours. But no, that’s not it tonight,” said Rodney.They’d tweaked my interest. “Oh?” I said. “You know I should tell you I almost caved when Claire offered to do me the other night. But, I remained strong. I don’t stab best friends in the back it ain’t who I am.”“Jim, it’s about Rebecca,” said Claire. Now I was concerned.“She’s hurt? What?” I said.“No, no, no,” said Rodney. I breathed a sigh of relief. The look I got from Claire for my moment.