This is obligatory. Tariq grinned at us both in turn. Then he took off the white leather pouch about his loins. His big cock dangled free. „Breakfas... time,“ he said. Who'd like the first?“„I would,“ replied Millie and I simultaneous.„Oh dear...the competition!“ said Tariq. Then he went over to Millie's bed and sat on it. He fondled her breasts in a casual way. „You can warm me up, girlie,“ he went on, „and Tania can get my load. Right?“„Whatever you say, Sir,“ said Millie.„Of course,“ smiled. The west side had smaller rooms that were designed for couples or threesomes. The north side of the building was a giant conference center. This could be rented out to people who weren’t part of the club and actually made quite a bit of money for the owners. It was also set up for sound and light so a number of local porn producers would use it.The now abandoned wife was looking around a little wild eyed and focused on the bar. She made a beeline for it, sat down next to me, and ordered a glass. My hands cupped her big tits, and I could immediately tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra. They felt so soft to the touch. She was so turned on by that time that my encircling fingers could feel the nipples poking through the fabric. My hands roamed downwards. I caressed her tummy, felt the soft curves of her hips and slowly my hands started inching toward her pussy. When they did reach the panties, it was my turn to gasp. All I could feel was a wetness where her panties should have been. It was. ‘Still hot, Boss.’ A good breakfast set me up for the day. Aleksy and Tina went to view the cottage that Andy had promised to let and Bella and I lounged around. Suddenly she remembered something. ‘I brought Great aunt Arabella’s diary. Do you want to read it?’ ‘I certainly would like to read it.’ Bella ran off to fetch the diary. She was back in minutes. ‘I haven’t brought all of them. She noted almost everything for the day and wrote the diary for seventy years. It can be tough reading at.