..Doreen Harris had often commented on the fact, that it was strange that two eligible single people like us should be living next door to one another... both in three bedroom houses. Roxy her daughter was a spitting image of her mother and I had always liked Roxy. She was a pretty, very articulate and likeable young lady, and I always enjoyed chatting to her when the opportunity arose...That evening she had caught me unawares ... As was my normal routine I had showered and changed into my. The view in the mirror showed how her pussy lips were both stretched and gripping the dildo. After several more fast strokes, she quickly got off the dildo, got onto all fours beside it and then deep throated it. I watched her throat expand as the dildo passed into it. She definitely had my attention. She pulled up and smiled at the camera and then said, ‘I love the way I taste after a good fuck, almost as much as I love the taste and feeling of hot cum squirting down my throat. But you know. . or so I had thought.It was Tuesday, two days after Sunita’s departure, and I had just finished texting with her. Her grandfather had had another stroke and was now in a coma. The doctors had given him just days to live. It was a sad time all round. I hadn’t had a real chance to talk to Sanjay properly since she had left. Mondays were always manic here and with things quietening down, I was about to go and look for him when Cherie came into my office. This time she walked right around my desk. Those are our gates, well my great uncle's gates. This isEarl Weston's estate." What d'you mean?" Jasmine wondered as Shirley suddenly gave a loudershriek."Eeeya! Shit! Is that your house, err mansion, castle or whatever?"I nodded."Well, yes, - actually. Though it's not mine and never will be. MyAuntie Bev married the earl's son but because we're my Auntie Bev'sadopted children we call it home. Old Earl Weston likes us to livethere with a whole pile of other family." Shit!" Jasmine.