Knowing what to expect this time was rather different. It was more powerful and utterly delicious. ‘More?’ Vivienne smiled, her shapely brows arch...ng knowingly. ‘I think I’d better stop while I can,’ Sarah gasped, the flush in her face mirroring the warmth flooding her loins. Vivienne turned then with the expanse of the buffet at her back. It was laden with flowers, fruits, breads, and dozens of savory dishes. There was a quiet smile on her face, and a directness in her glance that caught and. They said things ranging from, "It's good tosee we've got a woman in the house again," to, "She really has got asexy body on her." Several times Tony had turned from his task ofcooking and caught one or another Uncle and, several times, hisGrandfather, looking at him, but he coyly turned away and carried onwith preparing breakfast.Uncle Dan pulled out a chair at the table between himself and UncleJack as Tony placed his breakfast down last, and as he sat, politelypushed it forward for him to. She really was treating me likenothing more than a cockhole. Me, once an heir to a massive fortune, a manno one ever dared say no to, now having his throat lubed by his ownpersonal sissy. So why did it feel like the spit sizzled against my brain?Whirring a mile a minute and ready to blow, I was far too stimulated tomake sense of the sensations, much less why they felt so good. And when shesaid "Now suck my cock, you fucking sissy bitch." I ceased thinking alltogether...At first all I could do. If that wasn't alreadypegging the needle on the weird-ometer, he then bent over the ottomannext to me, supported his weight on outstretched arms, looked at me andgrinned. O-kaaaaaayyyyyy... Well, that was unexpected - but if I need togo along to get along... At least he left his tube of lube out for me. Ineeded it, too; he was tight. Afterward, we both saw the discretion incleaning up with cocktail napkins. I mean, if I had had the foresight todouche before leaving the house...I was applying a.