Just some things, okay? I've thought about it a lot, man. I have heard all the words and stuff. Gay and bi and all that stuff. I don't know what it al... means, really. I just know I can't get excited about men. But, I can try to be excited with you, Brandon. I can do that."And they came together in their arms. Kissing softly and gently. Brandon was eager and Lorenzo was open. He was trying to give himself to Brandon as best he could. It was not all that could have been. But perhaps it would be. ”Donnie uncontrollably shot two spurts of cum across the room. The first blast landed on his Mom’s thigh and the second on the back of his Mom’s right hand. Marilyn felt a sudden gush of juices from her pussy that trickled down her thigh. Her panties would have been soaked had she been wearing any.Donnie gazed at his Mom as she stood immobilized in front of him, her breasts heaving up and down under the thin house robe. Mom couldn’t help herself as she maintained eye contact and seductively. Ginny smiled before suddenly driving Harry’s cock into her mouth, quickly swallowing 5 inches of Harry’s now stiff cock. ‘Hhmmmmmm,’ Harry moaned as he looked down to see Ginny’s red hair bobbing quickly along his cock. Harry lifted his t-shirt slightly so that Ginny was not hindered in any way as Ginny grabbed Harry’s bum so she could force down as much of Harry’s cock into her mouth as possible. She felt her nose bump into Harry’s groin, Harry’s trimmed pubic hair tickling her nose. ‘Ahhh. It will simply not do, you have a duty to visit Hercule Hulot, or it will make me look a fool at best or a prevaricator at worst."Hercule Hulot was the local undertaker and embalmer with whom I had struck up a close friendship when recuperating at the chateau after being shot by Ashby de la Zouche. I knew I should make time to visit him, but I was damned if I was going to be lectured by a twenty year old female on how to do my duty."Our delay in leaving Brussels could not be avoided, and I will.