“Mr Frasier, was wondering if you would care to join him for breakfast but with the proviso you can eat here as you may not like the informality of ...the clothing.”“What informality exactly?”“Well both of you will only be wearing bath robes, pretty normal for here, I only just got dressed but casual nudity is not everyone’s cup of tea.”“No that’s fine, I would guess that the robe over your arm is for me?”They went down the upstairs corridor, that showed how large the house. The housekeeper, Magda. Our hands also foundMarie and felt her all over noting that her tits werevery hard. After some time we decided to get out and thesuggestion was to get a massage. We all agreed and wentupstairs. I got out the oil and asked who is first.Marie immediately said she would be and laid on the bedon her stomach. Paul and I got on the bed and aftersharing a palm of oil, started rubbing, Paul on herlegs and me her back. He moved from her feet up hercalves and to her ass and each time he reached her. "They were staying at a hotel in London,you know they don't get to visit often, right?" They could've stayed here overnight," I reply."Meh, it was a posh hotel and the BBC were paying for it," Kayla says,pausing briefly to think before letting out a playful chuckle."Besides, this way, we get to spend Sunday morning together, don't we?Didn't you tell me once that you love Sunday mornings?" There are worse times of the week," I say, giving my petite girlfrienda tight cuddle. "What time are your. I kneel in between his legs and saw his bulge pressing through his jeans. I traced his bulge ever so slightly with my finger as I pulled him in for a deep, sexy kiss. As I rubbed his bulge a bit, I sucked on his tongue; swirling mine around his, slowly nibbling on his lower lip, then tugging ever so gently. He let a moan escape. I smiled & unzipped his pants, pulling both them & his briefs down in one swift shot; revealing one of the biggest cocks I have ever seen. It was perfect. So big, but.