So I said oh aye I’ll do it. I’ve always loved the undies, its the fact you can feel if a lads just been in em, nice and warm, and i love wanking ...n em, over the years I’ve nicked loads so i thought well I can look after the dog, walks, and feeds and that, and maybe just maybe, get a pair of his undies while I’m at it. So I went in the house. I was racing inside. Walked the dog. Then there on the wall was a huge picture of this lad, and he was cute, not what you’d call like a Hollywood hunk ,. When Dan was candid about his wealth being fairly small and recent through exploiting immigration regulations, he impressed the American; because here was a Limey who wasn’t playing the class game. He had worked the system and succeeded.So Greg opened up too. He had also escaped being a salary slave later in life. Back home he operated a few high-class call-girls; and it paid for life’s little extras like the occasional cruise! Greg and Dan were getting along together just fine and they had. I tried to call some of my friends to my home so that I could sleep with them, but I could not get any of them on phone. Probably they were asleep or too busy in lovemaking at some place to take my call. Suddenly it occurred to me that I could take the help of my house maid Jena. She was very loyal and always helpful to me. She never went to sleep till I returned home after late night parties. She had never complained of the sexual orgies that I used to have at my house so often. She was middle. This day they were and as I snuck across the deck past the bedroom, the door was open. And right there on a small table was the neighbor lady, Mrs. Keller, laying there naked legs up in the air with some guy fucking her, her big tities bouncing about. I froze, I had to watch. Her husband, Mr. Keller was right watching with his wang in his hand stroking away. It was like a live porno movie. Mr. Keller saw me and told me o get inside and he closed the sliding door behind me. Mrs. Keller is not.