The woman was busy with the computer and the guy was checking my documents. He smiled at me and said ” good marks” I smiled back, and said “than...s”I found him more attractive than that woman. He is very well dressed with good masculine physique, clean shaven and neatly combed hair with gel. He folded his full sleeve shirt till his elbow. I can see his muscles and fingers are so thick and wanes are runningOver it. He is more than 6ft tall. I thought in my mind that “wow this guy is a perfect man. She could control who fucked him, where, and how often. She looked at him again, his face dripping with his own cum."I bet you loved that, didn't you? You don't have to answer, I know you did. I think it's time you took a load up your ass."Jason didn't answer as Ryan started working his ass over so he could dump a huge load deep inside it. Back in classic missionary style Ryan pounded Jason's hole. He would pull it all the way out and then slam it home. With his own cum still wet on his face. At first I thought myself in bed at Plaistow, but my room – or rather the large cupboard –at home, to where I had been banished, didn't have a bow window, nor a king size bed. This room had both. Where the fuck was I? How the fuck did I get here? And who the fuck is the black girl in bed with me?I would have asked her that last question but she was sound asleep, and looked like the sort who would not take too kindly to be rudely awakened. Anyway I was busting for a piss so I got out the bed. ‘Now, Buxton, who do we have here?’ Buxton introduced the people around the table. There were two maids, Annie and Elisa, across the table and both had arrived since Charles left. Mother’s lady, McHale, who had been with the family as long as Mrs. Williams, was seated next to them. Kathleen was seated at the foot of the table. There were two men seated on the same side as Charles. One was Montgomery. He was father’s valet and had been with him since the Boer War. The other was new, like the.