"I can see how proud you are Harold." piped up Cassandra staring at his crotch. "It's practically sticking out of your waist band!" Why don't you two ...irls hop up on the table." suggested Lord Daniels, "then we can eat those succulent pussies of yours."The girls perched on the edge of the table side by side their legs spread wide and looped over each other. Lord Daniels buried his head in Molly's lap, kissing her hairless mound and lapping at her already open folds. Harold did the same to. Come on, talk to me," she teased.He remained mute."So, Davy, talk to me!" Err, what?" Just talk to me. Say something, anything." I... I don't know what to say, Okay," he said nervously, "what am I gonna do?"If I recall correctly, you wanted to fuck..." She paused, caught up in admiration of his glistening shaft. "... You wanted to fuck me, Davy. Have you changed your mind?" I didn't..." You did. You definitely did. And you passed the test, banging momma while I watched. So, Davy boy, you won. I was happy to hear this and he told me to go to his house teach his wife how to cook food I told k and he left the house. I was standing out and was looking when uncle would leave. In few mins he left and I looked the main door of our house so that no one should disturb me till evening.I went quietly in her room and she was standing in kitchen room . she was wearing a beautiful saree . it was green color it was making me mad because I like ladies who r in sarees I went back of her and hugged. .. But I suppose you could say that I’m beginning to think I made the wrong choice – maybe I should be exercising dogs, or being a prostitute ... Or a little bit of both...” She laughs at her own comment.We cut back to her back yard to watch Dennis bending over toward Casanova, ruffling the top of the dog’s head and his neck – whispering to him to wind him up, “OOooohh ... She’s a fit girl ... Gonna be a lot of exercise ... Give you a good run, eh? Lucky bwoy!”Back to the video intro. “My.