The chef had taken special care to make it light, and extremely decadent in the same bite. Laura made a mental note to get the recipe. Iratze’s voic... took her back from culinary fancies to the seventeenth century. “There was someone else, behind the scenes,” Iratze said. “Someone whom the sisterhood has a historical record of. This gentleman was of similar height to the Count, and looked remarkably similar in appearance. He didn’t age for the longest time, well over a century, and the. Don't know..." What do you mean, you don't know?" I ... don't ... know!" Cindi said forcefully. "Does it matter?" It matters because you can't be here," her sister said softly."Why? You are." I'm the Special One ... kinda. At least, I will be. I can do this ... or at least, I will be able to. There are a few Ancients that can do it ... if they're still alive. Maybe Christina and Valerie can do it; I'm not sure if this is the inter-dimensional space or not, but if it is, they might be able to.. Then Donna Louisa’s loyal and lovely handmaiden Annette took me into her full confidence and she told me about the treasure of the Antilles minor with no less than three full cargos from huge merchant ships of the gold-obsessed Spanish Court, all loaded to the scuppers with booty from the fallen Indian Empire. It was an Empire that was left with countless empty houses and temples and rotting bodies dumped in neat piles for the beasts of the jungle to devour.At first, I merely spanked the clever. Soon it was just oozing out onto her hand and I was breathing so heavily. “Don"t move,” she said, “I will be right back.”She came back with a warm, wash cloth and proceed to clean me up. When she got to my dick, she squeezed the last drop or two out and washed it down good. But it was still stiff as a brick, so she started wanking it again and soon, here it came. I got up on my elbows to get a better view of the geyser about to happen and when it did, the first load hit me squarely.