It wasn'toften that a Devereaux - or a former Devereaux - could feel like poorfolks, but I suspected if any member of my former family were to enterth...t room, that's how they would feel."Can I get you something to drink?" the butler asked politely. We alldeclined, so he just smiled and said, "Mr. Lagrange will be with youshortly."When he was gone, Brian turned to Helen and me. Looking at Helen, he said,"I want you to try to get an audience with Mrs. Lagrange. See what you canfind out from her. My hands started to come up again but I caught myself and put themback where she wanted them, aware of how completely she controlled me."I'll try harder... when your visitors arrive." I guess I was hoping toget her to reveal more but she just smiled inscrutably and told me to makesure there were plenty of small dishes ready for snacks. How many peoplewere coming? I started to say something else -- "Did you invite...?" --but cut myself off, again reminded of how she ruled my life.As I was in. Bolts of electricity ran through her body. With her eyes closed she could easily imagine it was the blonde’s hand. She didn’t rub with urgency, she made slow circles and small tugs that both teased and heightened her sexual feelings. Release was becoming mandatory and she became concerned that she might actually have to finish off here.Dana reached for the paper roll thinking that she should just clean up and get the hell out of here, go home for a nice slow masturbation session and find that. I ended up with at least three of the panties stuck in my mouth and shot a load all over the place.This became a major little hobby of mine and I can’t even begin to think how many pairs of these ladies panties I have had in my mouth or how many loads of cum I have shot in the bathrooms of moms friends.All of the pictures posted in the group “moms friends” are some of the many older ladies I have jacked off to with their dirty panties stuck in my mouth. There are many others, but we don’t have.