Much to my surprise, he was naked! He had the younger black woman there with him that was part Kitchen Staff. I remembered seeing him fucking her befo...e, in the Kitchen. She was naked also. The small light was on, that stood on the table that was attached at the front of the area under the stairs. There was also a chair that was under the table. There were hooks for employees coats on one wall and a large storage bench at the back. The bench had extra polishing cloths, wax, Windex, things like. He rises to his feet and you can't help but notice a bulge in his trousers. You feel uneasy but you also find yourself a bit impressed at the size of it. He offers you a glass of champagne and you politely accept, savouring the feel of the bubbles down your throat and the alcohol in your head.You take another sip and Mr Jameson leans in close to plant a hard kiss on your neck, he softly moans in your ear about how he loves the way you smell and his arm darts around your body to grasp your. My moans also vibrating the tip of his head. No longer able to stand it, still grabbing my hair, you push me back on the bed and using your elbows forcefully spread my legs apart. Just before your hot mouth reaches my swollen clit, you see the glisten of my juices just outside my cunts lips and are so very pleased, knowing simply sucking your cock gave me such pleasure. Now your face is buried in my fuck box as you suck on my clit hard, causing my breath to catch. Grasping the blankets with. .." LEAVE IT, Steve ... PLEASE!" How could he ever get THAT committed, THAT close to anyone ever again? And how could he possibly make Stephen understand what it felt like when his wife bled to death in his arms having just lost their stillborn baby? Charles was haunted by the double loss and by the knowledge that it was his entire fault. After all, he had made the foolish decision to stay put at the farm rather than risk driving Laura to hospital through one of the worst blizzards ever seen in.