On the dot of 9.30 I buzzed the entry phone and Jeanopened the door to give me access to the building and Ibounded up the stairs keen to get to grips ...ith my 75year old mistress. I pushed open the door and stoppeddead in my tracks.Jean was stood in the bedroom door wearing what lookedlike a green silk dressing gown, high heels and wasapplying lipstick whilst looking into a little vanitymirror. I stood and gaped at her in shocked amazementand quickly complied as she told me to shut the door. I kept Lavanya down and asked her to sit on the knees for which she gave a naughty smile and sat on her knees. Lavanya herself pulled my shorts down and was surprised to see my erected thick cock. She denied sucking it saying, “I have never sucked a cock before” to which I replied, “I will teach you” and kept my dick close to her mouth.Lavanya started sucking it slowly with hesitation in the beginning. But she got the hang of it, she started blowing me like a pornstar. She was loving it and I. In the weeks that followed, a blur of activity dominated the manor. Sam and his bride would get married here before departing south.They kept it simple, just the family and the household. The ceremony would take place in the old chapel in the manor.Dressed in his full tartan—crisp white shirt, red and black tartan pinned to his shoulders, sporran, kilt hose and ghillie brogues—Sam stood in his full height at the altar, waiting for his bride. He remembered years ago sitting on the front pew with. I told her I was too old to be babysat but she said Momma told her she had to stay with me. She asked me who you were and I lied and said you were a friend of my step dad. I have some money in my room, can you come in? I dont want to be alone with Alison, my babysitter."During the conversation, i didnt hear anything that came out of her mouth, I was too busy staring at her shirt, the rain had soaked through her shirt and I could see her hard nipples. She wasnt wearing a bra.We went in the house.