”“Come on man, make a promise,” Mr Bennet ordered.“Very well, ten guineas and ten more if she pleases me,” Mr D’arcy offered.“Done,” M... Bennet agreed delightedly, “Ring my bookmaker forthwith.”“Father the Telephonograph has yet to be invented, “ Jayne reminded him.“Oh yes damnit, fetch my boots!” he retorted.Mr D’arcy duly handed over the ten guineas.“Up the stairs, first on the left,” Mrs Bennet directed.“Miss Bennet?” Mr D’arcy graciously invited Eliza to take his arm and she led him to the. Quickly her vagina lips became coated in juices and my 8” cock was equally coated in her love juice. Without any words at all--almost as if this whole thing was still a dream--Angela lifted her hips and reached down with her left hand and positioned my cock head at the entrance to her vagina. Her hips were raised and I didn’t need to do anything except lie back on the bed. Angela was in complete control as she slightly shifted her hips back and my cock pushed slightly into her vagina. Oh wait a moment, I think you guys might be getting the wrong idea. We are all living in a halfway house for those of us who were orphans. You see they started these halfway houses for us cause of the number of us that ended up in the prison system. It gave us a little while before we had to transfer out fully into the real world. In fact my due date was drawing up close and we all knew it. So back to my morning shifting out slowly limping along cause of the pain still radiating from my dick. He told me to come in, so I did. He was about 70 by the look of his face and hands. They were heavily wrinkled, and his hands had large liver spots. He had thick eyeglasses, and they made him look bookish.Pastor Jefferson offered me a chair. I took it without comment.“Calvin...”“I prefer Michael now, pastor Jefferson,” I interrupted.“I see. Ok, Michael. How are you holding up? I see you are walking around very well. No limp or signs of injury. You’re a very blessed man.”“Yes. I am very blessed,.