Kate and Meg had a couple of glasses each, yet three bottles of the wine were opened, with Stuart doing the major damage to all three. Kate helped Meg...to make the coffee. Meg was dismayed at the amount Stuart had drunk."Wait until we get back in the Lounge. He will have Brandy poured as well." She sniffed, almost a prelude to tears. Kate put her arms around Meg to comfort her. It was comforting yet Kate did not feel the thrill she thought she ought to at the contact. Perhaps girls weren't for. But more and more, her sexual mindset was creeping in her prayers too. Several weeks ago, she still had prayed out loud that Alan's energy problem could be cured. But now she prayed that he'd have frequent and prolonged orgasms.Alan deliberately put more of his attention on Katherine during dinner. He sat right next to her and out of reach of Susan. This allowed Katherine to periodically stick her hand in his shorts and "check" if his penis was still erect. Her vigorous checks lasted for. “Keep it in your boot” he instructed. “What about me?” Rayne asked.“What about you? You are more equipped than I am!” Sir Gareth scoffed. “What about those knives at least?” “Fine” Sir Gareth said as he collected a row of small throwing knives. “Now you can both leave!” He tried to usher us back out.“What about my armour” she complained?“Out!” He shouted as we were practically shoved back out into the halls. “Now these guards will escort you out!” He gestured towards some guards who gathered. " As I pump my rod between her big fat fucking popstar juggs...."Oh yeah..." Go on - fuck em so you can cum all over them."Right then my walkie goes off..."PA... you get lost? Where's the fuckin tanning oil?"Before I can do anything, Katy stops lets go of her tits and grabs the walkie."Here, hold em." she says.So I grab both of her tits, keeping my cock snug inside of them."Go on, fuck em." she instructs me.So I sandwich my cock betweeen Katy Perry's tits, squeezing hard as I fuck them.(into.