Really said Sir Michael, may I ask why not?All the women he new loved a glass of wine or two. It's a long story and a bit embarrassing. Replied Stella... Now intrigued Sir Michael said Go on please do tell I promise not to tell anyone else. Look OK Mike I'll tell you but please don't judge me, I've changed since then. Stella had decided that she really liked Sir Michael and believed him when he said he'd never tell anyone else. Please Mike sit down anywhere you like. As Sir Michael sat down.. I laid on my back, he was between my legs, my heels in the air he pounded me hard. My cock started squirting all over my belly and nipples. I moaned as he slammed away at my back door. He switched up to doggie style and his balls slapped mine. He pushed me down to my stomach and pulled his cock out just to eat my asshole like dinner, he slammed back in and jackhammers my boy hole. He laid back and i cowgirl fucked him hard my cock flopping in his face , he watched with excitement. He grabbed my. The main one then walks over to me pulls the cord on my robe pushes it open say what you think to his 2 colleges. OK lady you let us fuck you and we'll tell the office you were out that should get you some time to sort it. As I start to walk to the door to go upstairs he pulls me back pushing me over the arm of the sofa, as they drag my robe off. Pushing his cock in my cunt, he says no need to go upstairs and you wouldn't want too deprive any of your nosy neighbors from seeing you fucking a big. And I love how you’ve run this pub of yours! You were willing to sign a prenup, as I noted! Just like that! Just to get to marry me!“What I love about Harvey is that he’s the tougher, younger, more aggressive version, but still friendly and loving when he wishes to be, very protective and such. Quincy is the perfect, hospitable host and pub proprietor, a real master of ceremonies, too, a naturally sociable and affable chap. Quincy is like a sweet old man, marrying him is like marrying Santa.