Buck’s household staff spied the Father heading up the private back stairs leading to Mr. Banks' bedroom the night of the party. What was a priest d...ing at a wild party filled with debauchery?Oddly, I learned the depraved Mr. Bucks religiously occupied a seat on the first-row pew every Sunday. I guess he was there washing away his sins of the prior week. And in his will, he had left his entire estate to the Catholic Church. This one is a mystery I can’t wait to unravel. Was he blackmailing the. One corner was occupied by a miniscule dance floor and currently unoccupied band area. Cameron and Leia were shown to a table in the opposite corner by the barmaid who stood expectantly waiting for their order."What can I get you, Leia?" How about a screwdriver?" Screwdriver it is and a Coke for me."The waitress left with their order and returned with the drinks minutes later as there were only a few other folks in the bar. Leia reached across the table and took Cameron's hand."What's with the. I lifted her breast a little before pressing my flat tongue against it through her shirt, leaving a wet spot. Rosalie moaned. A girl walked through the door that lead to the dining hall and stopped, looking at her feet and stammering an apology. It was Alice. Her hair was short and black, her eyes a vivid green. She was quite short and her skin was relatively pale. I would guess that her breasts were the smallest of any girl I had here at 32C but her vagina was the tightest as well. (There were. I started to count them because I was curious and also because I thought that maybe some mental activity would help curb my moaning tendencies!Somewhere around fifty strokes, she stopped and said, "Well done baby! I'm surprised I didn't have to use the box on you yet! Let's try a different stroke, shall we?" At this, she reversed what she had been doing and now every stroke was a downward one.What I had, of course, not let on was that I was indeed beginning to struggle with the stroking, and.