I`m usually back home for Robert`s visit, and there`s a tap on our front door, Robert and Tin -tin are the only ones that come to the front, Tin-tin a... he is postie, ‘stopping for coffee’ and Robert who`s our local priest, which has helped our reputation considerably, the locals thinking he is here to ‘read scriptures to us…` What actually happens, is he comes in pays, goes downstairs then removes his surplice and collar, all he wears to visit, then silently kneels naked to, in his words. What do you charge him to thrash you as he wanted to when you were here?" Oh, I couldn't reveal the private secrets of my clients, as a professional, now could I?" said Jacqui, and then she continued, "But I can say that a visit to Jacqui's Place will cost the average customer about four or five hundred credits, excluding Hugo, of course."Martha sat down suddenly, her breath quite taken away by this statement. In fact she would have dismissed it as pure fiction, but for the twelve thousand. They cleaned him up and the man praised my splinting of his leg."What were they doing here?" I asked the man while the woman fixed us some victuals."Well," he said, "we're loyal, what I guess you call Tories," he say quietly."Where are the others?" the woman asked."Gone," I said. "Dead." All of them?" she asked.I nodded and she sniffed.A girl came in from the back, probably from the barn since she had a pail of milk in her hand. She was full grown and well-fed, almost busting out of her shirt. Then down over her bum, sideways over each of those luscious globes and stroking up and down her legs, then a push hard between her legs to touch her pussy and feel the juice. She moaned and turned over. I moved up to that wonderful belly pressing my cock and balls into it, probing her belly button and down her sides. She grabbed my cock and brought it between her tits. She pushed her tits together and my cock slid back and forth it the valley. Her breasts felt soft against the sides of my.