A grand Georgian house, it was. Painted with a coat of whitewash, ithad large windows that bounced off the pale moonlight. The front doorwas still pai...ted emerald green, just as I remembered it. When we wentinside, Faye wasted no more of her time being near so she quietly wentup the stairs to bed. I stood in the sleek, modern kitchen, feelingcold as I listened to the rain patter against the windows. I didn'teven turn the lights on.I quietly crept through the house, taking in everything that. She followed and got on all fours and said “please be gentle for this would be my first anal”. We were both over taken by passion and I just positioned myself behind her lifted ass cheeks and slowly pushed my cock head in her soft ass and she was dripping wet and I just rubbed my hand on her pussy to gather some juice and lubed her opening and then pushed hard and she let out a loud “awwwwwwwww” and “mmmmmmmm” followed by “yes honey, fuck my ass, make me scream”. And so I started to fuck her. ’ Then Cate chose the cock and ball harness, and offered the opportunity for me to attach a peg to each of her pussy lips for a short time. I agreed, and my next choice was wax, ten seconds on choice of body part. I chose Cate’s stomach, she went for my cock. Finally it was our nylon cat, three of each. Cate tried to whip the wax off my cock, while I gently stroked her cunt with the strands. We then had frenzied sex, before collapsing. While we did this we groaned, cried, and even laughed. Eric Johnson, who has been at my side since we were playing club ball together, is the Vice President and Chief Operating Officer of Porter Enterprises. His offhand comment during our early years of operation, about Sean becoming a millionaire by the time he was thirty, was oddly prophetic.He hasn't been far behind me, however. I gave him a ten-percent piece of Porter Enterprises after our third year of operation. In no small part because of his efforts, that stake is now worth a heck of a lot.