I don’t know what she will do to me… or if she will even like me. What if she doesn’t? I think that would kill me… I lift my hand, should I kn...ck? My hand froze on the spot… What if she wasn’t being serious about our relationship? I hear a crack, the door is opening! There’s a tall man in front of me, he’s staring at me, and I drop my eyes to my feet.=== 9h59 ===This man is Jasper, Mistress Kate’s butler. He’s really old, probably 60 or more! He leads me into the lounge. There is a fireplace on. He gave her the $50 and said he was impressed. I can usually hold my liquor but for some reason with the heat and a few drinks I was woozy. Kristi told me that we can go back to our tent for the night and we both stumbled back to our tent. I could tell she was horny and wanted me to fuck her but I was out of it. Last thing I remember was her saying she left her phone in Keith’s tent and she will be right back. I woke up to the sun hitting the tent the next morning and noticing Kristi I not. I laid down on the other side of her and me and Sly tweaked her nipples and traded turns kissing her until he started licking her freshly washed cunt, which started her hips moving while I moved up to her face and offered her my hard cock.After a few minutes Bob got out of the bathroom and Sly went in. Bob took his place next to May and she played with his cock while still licking and sucking me. When Sly came back I moved off of the bed and got the lubricant and condoms out of the drawer,. Dad manages to drop by at least once a week to appraise my work. He seems satisfied and I consider that high praise. The day it's finished, Rose Ann walks out to admire it as I finish brushing on the stain. She absolutely loves it and I, of course, am obscenely proud of my work.I'm very, very careful to never touch her inappropriately and she finds ways of showing her appreciation. At least once a week, she manages an occasion for us to screw each other into exhaustion and cap it off with a.