I shivered, hearing Leyla moan behind me as I slipped out of the master bedroom.I walked down the hallway, pussy juices soaking my bush. That hot itch...tingled through me. I reached Faizel’s door, his room dark. I bet he needed satisfaction. And Leyla wasn’t available right now. She was too busy with her father. And the sounds they made... My eldest son would be so hard. At seventeen, he would be so virile. So in need of a woman to relieve his pressure. He shouldn’t have to use his hand. And he. Then told himself that would be quite ridiculous, in view of all the other delights that lay ahead. He subdued himself under a cold shower and changed into fresh pants, shirt and slacks.Luncheon was light but delicious... iced melon, followed by cold salmon. Champagne was available, but Quentin, perhaps wisely, declined, Dr Heine, on the other hand, who had joined himself and Madame Vesta, quaffed back at least half a bottle. He looked smugly satisfied, giving Quentin several knowing winks.. More

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