Her pussy was relaxing and tightening on my cock. She got very vocal, shouting my name, and telling me to fuck her hard. I hoped no one was passing th... house, as I’m sure they would have heard.Suddenly she stopped moving, her body tense, her eyes tightly shut. I felt the orgasm through her pussy. It tightened to grip my cock, leaving nowhere for her juices to flow other than out and into my lap. I pulled her tightly to me and started to lift her up and down on my cock. The friction caused her. I estimated that he had no more than a week to live, so we had to act quickly. If I were Gwendolyn's husband, I would automatically inherit Blakeslee Keep at the death of her father. That would solve a number of problems, but it would require unseemly haste to get the marriage accomplished. Could we do it? Would the women agree? Would my Father agree? All I knew for sure that we had no time to waste.I helped to revive Lady Bushton, and virtually carried her to another room where we could talk. He certainly wasn't a little boy anymore, Sue thought as his shorts fell to his feet and he kicked them away. She scanned his naked body from behind. His shoulders were broad and rippled with muscles. His waist was narrow and his hips jutted out from all the strenuous training. However, his buttocks were his best asset. They were rock hard and perfectly shaped globes. His thighs were strong and lean without an ounce of fat. He could be a male stripper, Sue thought.Slowly, Tommy turned around.. "Good!" declared Seamus. "She's still usable." At that, he and his third friend lifted me up and carried me to a small table in the den. Laying me out on my back, the table was perfect for their purposes, with my legs dangling over one end, and my head dropping backwards over the other end, allowing for the **** of my silenced mouth from the opposite angle.I was frankly surprised when Seamus directed the other boy to possess my lips, tongue and throat, while he lifted my legs and began fucking.