I stopped stroking her for a moment so I could dispense with my clothes. Kate helped me slip my shirt off before her hands went to the waistband of my...shorts."Let me do this for you" she whispered as she tugged my shorts downwards. My rigid cock made the job a little difficult, but I could see a determination in her face before my cock popped free at the top of my shorts. The rest of the job was easier as she pushed them to the floor."Oh wow ... you are so fucking big ... enormous!" Kate. I shall charge her with murder," he declared. "Kindly leave your report with me."In his office, John Barstow began to dictate the written charge, and when it was finished, he signed it with so much force that he almost broke the nib. Damn all beautiful women!Jim and Ned returned to Heyworth House in good mood. They reported their findings about the involvement between Sir Hamilton and his housekeeper. Everybody agreed that it was a first important step towards establishing alternative motives. "A single malt if you have." Would Dalwhinnie Directors' Cut be acceptable, Sir?" I've never had it, but a friend recommended it to me, so I'd love to try it. No ice, please and water on the side."The maid served the drinks, a Scotch for Bill and a white wine for Izzy and left. Izzy forked a smoked oyster from the appetizer plate and fed it to me while saying, "Here you go, you might need these later," with a giggle.Bill interjected, "Izzy, behave while I bring Roger into the picture."She. She parted from me and looked into my eyes as she whispered “I want you to eat me good Gerrel, I need to feel your tongue inside my pussy.” I nodded as she rose to straddle my face with the moist folds of her cunt; instinctively my tongue thrust between them and began the ritual of arousal as she groaned her pleasures. Marie was facing Sandra and reached out to fondle the youthful breasts and caress her neck and cheek as she sucked me deeper into the abyss of her mouth. I.