Dear Cousin Darcy laughed so loudly at my pronouncement that he came close to falling off the settee we were both sitting on that was close enough to ...he fire to make one’s britches feel the welcome warmth from the constantly fed hearth. One of the things I liked most about Pemberley was the diligence of the servants and staff that seemed dedicated to the quality of service and ambiance for the owners and all visitors and guests that entered the doors.I had done my best to instill that sense of. . and ze other half ... is zere ze other half?" I'm single, I'm afraid." Oh ... no Mrs Ogilvy, zen? Qu'elle dommage ... At any rate we see you for dinner Saturday, say six?" Could I bring a bottle of wine?" Rick asked."Non, non ... If you bring ze wine you will be ze only one drinking it."Rick rapped on the apartment door and Roger admitted him. "Come in, come in," Roger said and gestured him in. "We have rearranged ze furniture a bit."Rick sat on the sofa and Roger set a tray with bowls of. His left hand was on my seat back and his right was slowly stroking his huge black dick just inches from Rita’s body. I saw her gaze move down to his dick and a moan escaped her that told of the excitement his size instilled in her. She couldn’t help herself and her left hand reached out and her fingers clasped his fat cock and she began pulling at him strongly. Her breathing was becoming labored, her hips moving sensually, hungrily as she choked herself with my dick.“Damn man, you ok with. " Sounds like you got some figurin' to do, girl." My dad patted my leg through the bed sheets."Yeah," I nodded and took a peek at Daddy. "You're not mad, are you?" Mad at Kyle?" Dad shook his head. "I guess not." He paused and narrowed his eyes, "Just kissing right? He didn't try and..." his voice trailed off suggestively."No!" I made a face, wondering why he'd ask me something like that."Kyle's a good kid, Pop, he wouldn't try anything," Steve offered."Hmph. Okay," Daddy said and he seemed.