After a sumptuous dinner to which he had no ill regard, they all retired to the large salon with the huge fireplace and sunken "conversation pit" that... reminded him of a Roman arena for spectacles of a sordid nature.Lady Patricia had employed a string quartet for entertainment purposes and they played discreetly in a corner well away from the general conversation.Harold thought it all a bit of a farce and terribly expensive but endured it all with a silent tongue. One of the pretty young things. We had brunch and tried to go about our usual Saturday tasks but to say we were distracted would be an understatement (like saying Hitler was a little annoyed with the Jews!) One thing I did notice was that where Tracey had been attempting to do her homework, there was a definite damp spot on her seat which I couldn’t resist furtively sniffing (I blame the hormones). Definitely pussy juice. Since I also had now changed into just a Tee shirt, I’m sure I was leaving similar territorial. Not to say that we aren’t happy now, but we were happy beforehand, too. I guess. Alright, I’ll shut up and tell the story. It was a simple argument, well, at first. And then it turned into sooo much more!! He was probably my dearest friend. He was engaged to someone else, and I was :totally happy for him. Nice girl, I even helped him pick out his proposal. It all started with his fiancée getting upset over a picture I had on my web site. He was in it, and she was flipping out. He asked me to. The bastard made her deep throat him at first. He grabbed her head and fucked her mouth very hard; making her mouth and throat go deep onto his cock. The man told her that she would be his slut until he filled her with cum. This really turned Ana on; she felt her pussy was now almost squirting.The man slapped Anita´s face with his cock, rubbing it on her face. Then he made her deep throat his thick cock again. Ana´s spit was running down his cock and balls as she gagged and choked on him. My.