It was Charlie; he was a good looking man in his early 50s with salt and pepper hair on his head and in his beard. He was known for being an excellen... doctor and having a great demeanor. All of the staff, enjoyed working with him and Rachel and Sandy were no different as they always had a good experience. Mayhem had hit, there was a complication. Charlie went into high gear, making quick decisions and rapidly calling out instructions. The interns had no choice but to respond and they did. They preferred to believe in the miracles of our own lord Matty. The Low Friars basked in reflected glory as well, it was known that all my healing and wisdom was learned from them.One of my first enactments as the new Earl was to sponsor a copy smithing of all the hundreds of manuscripts the Low Friars had amassed as well as the few others to be found. It was slightly impious to neglect copying and illuminating the Good Book, but with the unmentionable transgression of my brother who’s name is. Guess I'll see if I can hitch a ride from someone after I show you were the camping ground is," she told me.I felt chills running up and down my spine. It was de'ja'vu. Or something similar to it anyway. "I'm headed up there myself day after tomorrow," I told her. "You're more than welcome to catch a ride with me." Really? You would? That would be great!" She beamed, and then ordered a Buffalo burger.After we had eaten she took me to where the campgrounds were. Luckily for both of us, they. I twistedaround, full of nervous energy, my dick leaking fluid, the butt plugstimulating me against my will. The big man began to slowly pump her,pulling almost all the way out before sliding in once more. She sighedand writhed against him. He gradually increased his tempo until theywere moving together at a steady but still unrushed speed. It went onand on, longer than I could ever have hoped to last, while my wifetravelled over peaks and through valleys of pleasure.Charlie paced himself.