Jack knows the grounds so perhaps he went outside. Let me get some flashlights and we’ll check out there for him. No need to worry the ladies yet I ...hink.”A few minutes later found us walking the grounds, our flashlights sending out unsteady beams of light that did little to pierce the stygian blackness on this overcast, moonless night. After not finding him near the house we thought it best to separate in order to cover more ground. As I walked I called out his name while making my way in the. Reaching the window, I place the knife in my teeth and remove a small vial from a pouch at my side, spilling it's contents - clear but steaming - onto the thick glass panel.It dissolves with a dull blue glow and a soft hiss, running down the sill and onto the trellis, causing the remaining vines to contract even more as the molten glass cools. Grimacing, knife still clenched firmly between my teeth, I pull myself up and onto the inner window sill and remove the blade to sheath it.Standing on. His English was heavy with an Australian accent. Portia was down the hall admiring a photograph before turning her attention towards me and walking my way, her face beaming. The floor was made out of heavy oak panels, and the walls were painted a dreary shade of brown to match with the floor. The hall way was lit however with huge lights that hung from the ceiling high a few feet above me. As he led me further into his home, Portia seemed to jump in line behind him like a puppy. I could sense. I grabbed her ass and slit her up my legs and hard against me. As we continued to devour each other’s faces I lifted the thin tight tank top setting her gorgeous tits free and immediately sunk down and took a rock hard nipple in my mouth as she gasped in pleasure. “Oh fuck yes baby. Fuck me hard”I slid her cotton sorts as far as they would go off of her ass and then stood up with her clinging to me and her legs wrapped tightly around me. With my hands cupping her ass I fingered her wet slit as.