Five riders split off from the front of the columns and rode over the bridge. As they turned up the slope, I started down the steps to the courtyard. ...y the time I opened the lower courtyard door, Tom, George, and the others had already dismounted and were turning their horses over to the cousins. I greeted all five and ushered them up to the terrace.“This is quite impressive Paul,” Mick said, looking over the terrace rails before sitting down and accepting a cup of coffee. “We thought the road. Oddly, I did take the time to smell the white stuff that was all over my fingers and left hand. Also, oddly I felt slight slumber and blissful (yawn). Thinking fast I walked quickly to the bathroom, glad that we had one downstairs, and closed the door and wiped myself with toilet paper (something I never do anymore. That was a one time thing, I hate picking off all the toilet paper that sticks, haha. Then I went back and wiped the floor, the toilet paper served mighty well there. The sun. ” “Yes, you’re a good lodger in some ways, young Jones. But the smashed window and the dope smoking are major disappointments. I thought a taste of the cane might be in order? You seemed to be interested in the topic when we talked earlier in the week.” “Well, I could pay for the window, but not just yet. As for the cane, well, I don’t want you getting your jollies at my expense!” “YOU WHAT? You cheeky little minx! I was only trying to help set you back on the straight and narrow, you know! You. Fuck! The taste in my mouth was an additional stimulant that unexpectedly drove me to even higher levels of arousal as Ron continued his tongue's dominance of my smoldering pussy."What are you doing to me?" I cried as he licked, nibbled, bit and thoroughly molested my horny pussy."Are you out of control yet," he asked, as he took a breath before renewing his expert attack on my liquefied cunt. Fuck! I was out of control when he carried me up the stairs. This was beyond out of control."Before.