”“Thank you, Mistress,” mare said softly.“Join us in the pool for a little while,” Annabelle said. “Supper will be ready shortly.”The wa...er felt cool and wonderful to Nicole’s aching muscles. She floated happily in the water until mare called out, “Supper is ready.”The three women walked up the steps out of the pool together, but Nicole quickly fell in line behind Annabelle. There were only two plates set at the round table next to the pool. Another two plates were set on a smaller square table. For a while I preferred Jenna, but that only sounds rather pathetic now. I suppose I think of myself as Jen, and I’m more than happy with that, especially as Junior calls me that more often than not. Yes, I think I like it more because I really like the man that calls me ‘Jen’.”“Well, I’m glad you like Junior. Don’t ever tell him this but he is our favourite grandson, after all, and he will be as good a Father Christmas as his grandfather ever was.”“Are you saying that Junior’s father—”“He has. She's clinging. Concubine, for sure. Him. standing a bit in front. Protective. Confident. Sponsor material.' She started edging toward them. 'Careful, Anna. he's young. Don't scare him. Go slow. Slow down, don't scare him.'A middle aged woman charged out of the kitchen. Her shirt was gone and her bra was not far behind. She was towing a big kid behind her. Her tits were flopping and when she got close, she pulled a cigarette out of her mouth. That boy she was dragging had to be 18. The kid in. Other times he takes my panties off, if I am wearing any, and fucks me till he comes inside me. He never says a word until he has cum at least once.This time it was different, he entered the apartment with another man. He was a shorter man with a thinner but more muscular build. He had darker skin and his head was shaven, he wore a white T shirt, and a pair of jeans.I began to stand up when Boris yelled, “No, make him feel at home, as if it was me!”I knelt in front of the stranger, and pulled.