Phillipwas familiar with Emma. She was one of the oldest dancers in the companyand remained well respected even though her talents were beginning toer...de because of her advancing age. She was egotistical, but Phillipfelt that she had earned the right to be.Lucile was another story. Marie had cast her as Cinderella. Phillipdespised her and felt that she believed that she was better than shewas. However, despite disliking her personally, he enjoyed dancing withher as well as the other ugly. ' The gate and chain were rusting, but the lock was new. He wondered how many times the caretaker had replaced it.The blacktop had been bleached gray by the unrelenting sun. He had a clear recollection of riding his motorcycle along new blacktop, impressed by the landscaping and obvious expense. The lodge at road's end wasn't as glamorous as it was in his memories. The windows were shuttered and disuse had aged the building.The neatly groomed paths he remembered were being reclaimed by the. They pulled onto a dirt road lined with trees that looked hundreds of years old. He could see a big house in the distance and his body ached with exhaustion and relief that his uncomfortable ordeal was over. He was literally dying of thirst and his body was dehydrated. Little did he know that the worst was ahead of him. He was starving and felt as if he would pass out. He passed fields with workers, white men attired in the same sack clothing, who didn't even look up, they appeared to be drones. "Starving as he was, he decided not to bother with foreplay. He placed his lips on the fat mushroom shaped head of her mighty cock, took in a large breath through his nose, and plunged his face onto her rod, enveloping a full one third of her length with one stroke. He then began applying full suction and moved his head back and forth, taking in a little bit more of her massive member with each thrust.Her eyes closed as she took in the wonderful sensations of tongue and moist mouth meeting.