I went back down the stairs and curled up next to Bob, who moaned softly and kept snoring. The next thing I knew, it was ten after ten.We showered tog...ther without saying much of anything. He was still upset about Beth, which I'd told him was nothing to worry over. We would come up with a plan. He made a not so nice comment about me and my plans and I told him what-for and things weren't going so good between us.We ate cereal for breakfast and then started work on lunch. Daddy had left. He was ready!Next, he was walking carefully down the stairs, the boy bridesmaidsbehind him, keeping the vast, shimmering fur gown off the carpet.Standing at the foot of the stairs in the vast hallway was a large,balding man in his 60s, dressed in a morning suit."That's the boy's master, Paul, the man who owns him," whispered Victorin his ear. Paul had pulled out Victor's cock from his dinner jackettrousers and silk boxers and was masturbating the older man. At the sametime Victor had released. The gorgeous girl gave a scream. The girl I was ass fucking started a piston in the ass of the gorgeous girl and the scream of the girl became her moans. At all that I was amazed at the strength of the girl I was ass fucking as simultaneously she was receiving my hard strokes in her ass while I was also squeezing her boobs real hard and she was eating one cunt and fingering one asshole all that on the support of one hand and two knees. The gorgeous girl was moaning heavily as she was being cunt. He pointed to one of the glasses."Good evening ladies. The first one's on the house, the second, compliments of the gentleman at the end of the bar, and the third from the guys at that table." We eyed the man at the end of the bar, an older black man in his mid-forties, who lifted his glass in a toast. He wore a white leather vest, open to his bare, muscular chest. I made a note to myself that I was definitely going to suck his dick at some point. Hell, I already knew I was going to going to.