My duties were to get up at 6 am, clean the grates of ash and lay new fires in the winter, light the Aga stove, serve breakfast to the family, then em...ty the chamber pots and make the beds after the family had come downstairs.The owner of Uptown Abbey was a Baron, and was called Lord Francis Cracknell. His wife was Lady Claudette. His grandfather had bought it and the entire village from a Marquis whose only son had died in WW1 at the Battle of Loos. They said he bought his title from Lloyd. Ethan thought himselfvery unlikely to overawe anyone, despite his unique size and strength. He wantedso desperately to be chosen. ?Great,? said Dr. Ponsonby, the older doctor, tapping her knuckles solidlyon the clipboard. ?This wonderful letter from your friend Beth is very compelling.? Beth had been Ethan's jockey for his two years in the saddle division of theracing program at Cady-Stanton High. ?Ethan, please come with me,? the doctor continued. She gestured for Ms. Everest,Ethan's mother,. What was it I was hearing? Holly Shit! My wife has been going on random dates with Black Bulls for a couple of years now but this was something else. Being a slut for four black studs was another thing. And I heard it going on without knowing it. I was getting horned up thinking I was hearing some prostitute getting passed around and here it turns out to be my wife. I was light headed and hard as a rock. With my ear to the wall I was desperate to hear what was going on. I could make out. “Yes we do and you are starting to get there also,” Maria says before Craig grabs me again and pulls me over to him. “Time for this pussy to get drilled.” He grins lifting me up, facing me away from him and sliding his massive cock into my pussy. “Oh, oh, oh, fuuuuck!” I moan as I feel my pussy stretch out a lot to fit his cock all the way down to his balls. He grabs my hips and forces me up and down hard. He leans his head down and starts sucking on my neck leaving deep purple hickies. Maria.