At breakfast, I chatted with Susan about school as I ate my cereal andthen I went down to my basement workshop, I used my modified emitteruntil I felt...quite poorly then I went up to one of the guest rooms onthe ground floor for a couple of hours? rest.Once I was rested, and had a couple of trips to the loo, I felt muchbetter and then went into the library to do some paperwork.As I was staring aimlessly out the window of the library at the grounds,I noticed Daniel the gamekeeper and his dog in. She had a small but thick bush that gave away to small pink lips below, reddened some by the friction of our dry-fucking. I took one foot in my hands and caressed it, noticing the soft skin of her sole and the smooth surface of her nails. Then I licked up along her instep and each of her toes, admiring their perfection and how much they turned me on. She rested the other foot on my face, lobbying for equal attention. "You like my feet don't you?" she asked with a slight smile as I rubbed up. We currently have a plan to meet this afternoon about the project. Can you get one drawn up and signed? I'll take your word for it if you tell me that you have it in your hand before I start the meeting." Britt, what's the name of the company that you need it for?" Can you have it made up with my name? William Britton. I represent a couple of companies and I'm not sure who'll end up owning or paying for the equipment and intellectual property. We can put some wording in the Master Services. She needed bad sex first and then good sex once if she wanted c***dren. Maybe he should let Selene have the bad sex up at the brothel. Just to fill her blood with enough flagellates she would have to drink about 10,000 servings of sperm. Fifty liters. He worked the number out in his head and then again with a computer. The number was incredible, but he wasn't wrong. With a ratio of about 1500 between her blood volume and the amount of sperm she would have to drink, a concentration of sperm.