She was taken in, the room was full of pillows and curtains.She was stood onto the floor in front of a man setting on a pile of pillows. He was dresse... in blue and red robes, like something out of the Arabian Knights. His garments were fasten by gold clasps. He looked tall with long flowing blonde hair.Behind him was a simi-nude woman. She was clothed in a sheer yellow toga. She was of Asian heritage. Her hair was long and dark. She stood with her hand on his shoulders."I demand to know why I. We all then move to the air mattress and you lay down on your back. Wendy is soon straddling your head with her pussy just inches above your face. I move in and press my hard cock down toward your mouth. "Put lots of lubrication on this," I command while my other hand rubs over Wendy's ass and back.As my cock slides into your mouth, I feel you doing exactly as you were told. You are coating me heavily with as much saliva as possible. In a moment or two I move my hips back and my cock springs. Louise had told me that it would be better that way, atleast until things had returned back to normal.It was still a shock to me every time I entered it, being made up like atypical teenage girl's room, although I was slowly beginning to get used toit. Louise had insisted that it must be that way in case I invited any'friends' up to my room, despite my protestations that I wasn't intending tomake friends of either gender.That thought led me to consider her comments of earlier on though, and. It was a decidedly odd feeling for both girls ... to be ... happy ... to see a Negro.But, being young and full of excitement about their newfound hobby they chattered to him about the books, and Curtis Lee told them about the mansion.“Now don’t you go fillin’ the heads of those precious girls with all that nonsense,” drawled Miz Hopkins. “That old place is a-fallin’ down, and all that fiddle about ghosts is just horse pucky!”“Ghosts?!” squealed both girls together.The only way they could get.