"What the hell is going on?"I stopped dead: nothing could have prepared me for the tableaux that Istumbled across. Melinda was there alright, slumped...back in one of thebasket chairs, her summer skirt hiked up and her lady-parts on fulldisplay, or rather NOT on display. Annika was there also, only she wason all-fours and stark naked with her face buried in her daughter'scrotch.Finally Lakshmi completed the scene, which admittedly I would only haveexpected to see in a porn film and not my sun. ..” – flicking her big blue eyes up toward our camera and letting a smile briefly cross her lips as it dawns on her that we’re watching her fondles a goat’s prick... She pushes forward slightly, mashing her tits harder up against him, giving herself another couple of inches of reach so that she can wrap her fingers around that skinny cock... We cut back to the low angle close-up of his under-carriage, watching as Zoey grips on the shaft and gently tugs and pulls on it ... Exposing a little more. My cock jumped to an instant hardon. This was it ... there was my adult cock. I sat back so he could watch my shadow as I did the same. I spread my knees wide and stroked my cock in such a way that my shadow on the floor clearly showed him what I was doing. As I spread my knees wide and jacked my cock I could watch his shadow (and I knew he was watching mine). I could see him spreading his knees wider and jack his cock as hard as I was.After a couple of minutes he reached his hand under the. And even then it was a weak signal. Certainly there was no chance of Lady Helen ever receiving a call within the house. “Oh I see,” I replied. So why? Well...perhaps Lady Helen had decided that enough was enough. Certainly the look on her face when she saw Sir Richard and I walk through the French doors into the dining room was enough to leave anyone in no doubt that she wasn’t happy. As stared silently out of the car window, I pictured the scene; a heated argument in their bedroom, Sir Richard.