"And you can't count." Pooper," I retort but I go to the mantle where the is a note waiting for me. I quickly scan it. "Oh how sweet, Gwen wants to ha...e dinner. She and Stasia want to thank me." Good for you," he congratulates me. "I wasn't sure you could readÓ, he adds."What do you mean?" I am curious at his shock at my reading abilities."I sometimes think you don't know English, but then you say things that are right out of a novel or one of our stories. I doubt anyone has really given it any. Pam had been thinking about it while the others were running.“Robert and Luke on their backs, one woman penetration, one woman face sitting”. Lucy wanted Robert’s cock, Cynthia decided to sit on his face, Pam went for anal from Luke and Rosalind sat on his face. Then each woman started fingering the others clit. Luke had never had anal before and he could not believe a woman his grandmother’s age was sitting on top of him. Peter sat in his chair watching Luke going in and out of Pam’s arse, he. "Meanwhile the men had the two girls in continuous orgasm. Minutes passed and Dan could see Kathy was about to pass out. Her loins were still jerking involuntarily; the girl was shaking herself to pieces. Dan pinched the girl's clit, and that did it. She collapsed in a dead faint.He turned, kissed Cindy softly, and asked, "Do I get half? I had to do all the work."She raised an eyebrow and said, "Since when do you call that work? She's exquisite, isn't she?"He just nodded and smiled. Then he got. Just being in these imposing surroundings, with the massive desk, the maroon covered chairs and the library of books filling the opposite wall, could have rendered him speechless.Sir Oswald was dressed in grey pants and, what Jack in his limited experience, guessed would be called a smoking jacket, maroon and quilted. Very up-market.His master leaned forward with both hands on his desk, “I have to start with the subject of my niece Rebecca.”Oh, God, here it comes.“I know you met her on her.