In any event, I was now twenty-four years of age, and a Captain in His Majesty's army, a far cry from the sixteen year old apprentice scrivener caught...poaching on his estate.Lord Brownlow was very affable and friendly; he offered me a cigar, gave me a glass of wine and bade me tell him the complete story of Quatre Bras. I did as best as I could, taking sips from my glass as I relived the memories of that terrible day. When I ended my story there was a long, heavy silence. Eventually his. From his mouth started a few short breaths…haa, ahh, ahhh, his dick seemed to swell in thickness, his low hanging balls got tight up to his crotch, and the mushroom head turned bright purple. Then a long and growing louder strained as if he is using all his strength combined with a whine like cry...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and then shot a big glob of cum the size of an egg yolk onto my chin, neck and chest…in a matter of mili-seconds, an additional 5 or 6 long. The Adams Family. This is Dr. Smith,” Elizabeth answered the phone when it rang. “Yes, sir. Of course.” She turned a quizzical look on Jack. “Jack, it’s for you.” She looked like she was suppressing a laugh. We had no idea who would have this number or know we were here. The agents had left, promising the doctors they would be returned to their homes as soon as it could be expedited. The suite had been deathly quiet all afternoon. Jack took the phone.“Hello?”“Congratulations on the birth of. I saw Bill, the confirmed bachelor from next door, smiling and holding a bottle of wine. I asked him in and he sat on the couch while I took the bottle, opened it and poured two glasses. Giving Bill his and sitting on the chair across from him I asked to what I owed the pleasure of his visit.At first he just smiled and told me that he wanted to be a good neighbor and thought that a couple of drinks would help us get better acquainted. I smiled and agreed. We made small talk and soon we were on.