You didn’t believe me. You also said you knew of my escapades with the male sex. William, Holloway, Holden –‘ ‘Holden! Your own brother!’ �...And Daddy, and James, the butler.’ Cameron looked astonished. It looked like Westbrook Hall was a house of incest and eroticism. ‘Well, there is something I can gain. It won’t be a total loss.’ Cameron roughly pushed Heather back onto the grass and tore her clothing from her body. He ripped open the front of his breeches and thrust his hard, hot dick into. Kate just couldn’t get enough cock in that tight small ass of hers. Tonight, I was going to oblige this fine silver-haired granny. Sure enough, the date went great. We went back to her place, had a drink and we retreated to her Guest Bedroom. I loved fucking her in her Guest Bedroom. This room was obviously designed for erotic pleasure. It had a kind of 1920’s whore house look with red felt wall paper, a brass bed and red high back chairs. Red lights lent an Amber glow in the room. Kate loved. Her heart started beating faster as the excitement built, the guys she was about to see had already shown her a good time in the back of that trailer and she knew they were all as eager as she was. They were a hard bunch, a no-nonsense bunch. They'd come in and ridden her hard and left her very satisfied. That's why she let out a little cheer when she saw Carl pulling onto the muddy track at the edge of the construction site. "Yay, we're here," she said as she sat up in her chair and started. She hated coming to watch the games, but no one could resist my sister's charms and so here she sat. I caught sight of Stella in the cheer squad, even though she had dumped my ass she at least hadn't left our motley crew to go and shake it for the Cardinals, our arch enemies.She smiled at me but I looked away, it was giving me unwanted flashbacks of her running up to me during half time to tell me how well I had played even if I didn't have a touch. This game I was totally showing off. Ryan.