He stripped me slowly, admiring every inch as I emerged out of my blouse and skirt. I’m afraid I may not have been so slow and gentle in stripping h...m. I wanted to see and touch every bit of him.He eased me onto my back under the bleachers. His fingers and tongue worked me over slowly until I was desperately horny to feel his hardness slip into me. His manhood was quite nice to look at-- long and straight, with a slight leftward curve about three-quarters of the way up his shaft, slightly below. I'll be there by three o'clock."The address he gives you must be a sumptuous place. Mayfair is where the wealthy have their homes in London. Bordering on Hyde Park, it is filled with history, money, and embassies.You google Lord Bardolf, and find he's in the House of Lords and owns Bardolf Hall, a large manor in Hertfordshire, as well as other properties in England and abroad. He also has business dealings around the U.K. and Europe. This is not a Lord who has lost his wealth.Before you go, you. Louis for my aunt's 50th, and I'll be spending the night at a friend's place, so you have our house to yourselves. Show up at 6, dressed to the nines, and be ready to give her the night of her life, and I don't mean just in bed. I'm trusting you with my little sister here, and remember, I own an axe now." Candice stuck out her tongue, then grinned at Daniel, who grinned back at her. "Some kids get a car for their 16th birthday, you're going to make sure that she gets one perfect night.". ’ His footsteps sounded in the hallway as he walked to his own room. She threw a brief but intense look toward her bedroom door and waited. Nothing… for one moment she hoped he would return and take her in his arms… but, nothing. Carolyn unzipped her dress until it lay open and dropped to the floor. She fell back on the bed and closed her eyes but her body felt hot and unsettled. She looked in the mirror, catching a glimpse of her breasts, still high and proud, even at her age. She touched one.