For at least the second time that evening, her cunt was on display. Both guys looked over towards me. I feigned sleep, so they just carried on with th...ir exploring of my wife’s intimate parts. Pretty soon Trish was murmuring in her sleep. She was obviously responding to the finger fucking that the black guy was giving her. The white guy by this time was kneeling down and sucking on Trish’ tits. The black guy whispered something to the other guy and they both turned to look at me. Obviously. Another five or six minutes passed before the limo pulled up to the estate. Ginger immediately said, "This isn't the estate shown on the brochure." Derek responded with, "There may be a chain of estates, I'm sure they'll clarify this inside." And inside was yet to be reached. The 'Estate' looked more like a castle. Huge. Bigger than a whole square block in the city. At least two stories high and emanating rustic invulnerability. The entryway easily could have been. " 3 hours. Might as well be three years." Quillan complained."Get someone to take him to a bar, get him drunk and when he passes out we make a run for it." I supplied."That could work, if he hasn't been kicked out of most of them for fighting already." replied Quillan"Get Ivar to arrange a party and make sure there are lots of women and lots of booze."Quillan just looked at Nevin. "Ivar hasn't been happy about the whole thing. But I might be able to get him to do it. I'll try anyway. It may. Gloria reversed her blouse and then drew it slowly over her head. Frank tried not to look but it was apparent that the girl hadn't been wearing a bra. To his surprise, Gloria did not stop with her blouse, kicking her skin-tight jeans over her ankles and sitting down beside him clad in nothing but a filmy wet pair of near transparent panties.It was almost too much for Gerald to take. A few hours before he had been sucked off by his sister, but it had only added to the healthy young lad's desire.