He gritted his teeth. “Be careful what you ask for,” he muttered.Lord Morgan told me to stand and accompany him. He found Mane. He asked about Mat...hew; he didn’t like the answer he got.Mane departed. Clover entered. She got her wish: she told me to pee for her. I did; she drank eagerly from my cunt. I felt her joy. She loved the taste. She thought she was serving me and enjoyed offering her openness. She admired me; she rejoiced in her role as slut.Two people I didn’t recognize came in and. ? ?Why, thankyou, I?m not very social, but I do like to keep things looking nice.?? Aryana smiled at him and he winked back ather.? ?My lady first,? he said as he hurriedher into the house.??????????? The housewas rich with blood red and black furniture and d?cor and silver accentsarranged carefully about the various chambers.?They were greeted by an elderly maid, and Aryana was relieved to findthat she wouldn?t be in this large, disturbingly beautiful house alone with astrange man.? ?Marian,. I felt the warmth of my Aunts crotch on my foot and it made my dick throb, hidden in my pants. She started slowly moving her hips in tiny little circles. I wasnt sure if she was aware of what was happening. Could she not feel my foot there? Maybe she thought I was asleep. I had not moved a muscle and didnt want to. Suddenly the buzzer from the washing machine went off. She didnt do anything at first, but 30 seconds later it buzzed again. Shit, she muttered and got up angrily to the laundry. She was making breakfast just wearing a skimpy thong. Seeing her, I teased her that my breakfast was standing a few feet away from me. After I said that, Vicki peeled off her thong and bent over the table. Her luscious pussy lips invited me in, plus, she knew just how to hang her tits in a way that drove me wild! We had an intense quickie, and then we had breakfast. While we sat at the kitchen table having breakfast, we talked about Gene, and what happened yesterday. That conversation prompted.