The hospice was just across the road from the boundary of Windsor Great Park, and from the second story windows of the building the massive bulk of Wi...dsor Castle could be seen. I wondered if Mad King George was in a ranting or semi-comatose mood. It was said that he was kept in a locked and bolted room, so that he could not go raving around the castle.The miasma of death and decay hung heavily in Parslow's room, but there was a pot of sweet smelling herbs on the window sill, and the room was. He already had a glob of precum spewing from the tip, making it taste more bitter than I was used to, and started taking more of his manhood into my mouth. He moaned so loud I thought he was going to get us caught, so I grabbed him by his balls and sucked harder, making him shut up in the process. He stopped moaning, but his cock twitched in my mouth, signaling that he was getting pleasure from me. I continued sucking him off, twirling my tongue around the tip every so often until he pulled my. They took a table and Tanya was pleased to see that a fellow DH girl, Brenda Gonzales, was waitressing this evening. Brenda was a plain, dumpy looking girl from a poor family, working her way through school. The contrast with the rich and beautiful Tanya Richardson couldn't be greater. It was cruel, really, how one girl could have so much while another had so little, and Tanya always enjoyed rubbing it in with girls like poor Brenda. She'd already heard that Brenda had got a job down here and. How was your day at the beach?" I asked, making small talk. I was trying not to sound too anxious or desperate. "Oh, it was nice. But I think I got too much sun. The sun here is much stronger than what I am used to in Norway." "I wanted to thank you for last night. I thoroughly enjoyed being with you." "Irene, you are beautiful and very sexy. I enjoyed you every bit as much as you enjoyed me. Please thank your husband again for me. And tell him he is a very lucky man." I took a deep, deep.