“I suppose it is, Miss Flynn,” I said.I left the envelope and note on the desk, and I followed Mary Flynn down the castle stairs. We went to the k...tchen and I warmed up the remaining hot chocolate. I poured us two new mugs, and we went back out to my porch.“I think the stone-ground, whole wheat flour may be part of the problem with your cookies, Mr. Doyle. It just messes up the taste and the texture. They keep telling us it’s healthy, but I’m not a buyer at any price.” Mary said.“How did you. With a little encouragement and some direction here and there, he was soon running his tongue up and down her slit. He was able to locate the clitoris and sucked it between his teeth. He was soon rewarded with her raising her hips and a loud scream. He drew back just a little in surprise as a surge of fluids hit his lower jaw. He resumed his tongue massage when he felt her hand on the back of his head, drawing him back into her.With a slight sheen on her chest, she looked at him, "I thought. I cracked a joke a couple times about how since wanted to be a ninja for halloween, that he didn't even need the costume, just stand in the shadows, thankfully he has a sense of humor. He just turned 20, and he was studying electronics in college. At that point I had to keep my voice down or risk blowing my secret to everyone in the building. It only got worse, Mariah accidentally squealed again, Jermaine was still outside. "Ok, dawg now I know I ain't hearin shit." Mariah had a tear in her eye. "Perfect! Oh, Uncle Billy, you sure do know how to please a girl!" She giggled as she hugged the oversized dildo to her chest.With that, she looked at the obvious bulge between my legs: "And what about you?" Don't worry about me just now, Katy," I replied, "right now I think someone has a date with Mr. Fat Boy!" I patted the dining room table and she eagerly climbed on top as I sat at the end of the table between her already pulled back legs. I could tell she obviously didn't need any.