With a nicer keyboard, you guys could possibly perform all summer, couldn’t you?”“Yeah ... we could. Does that mean we could find some gigs on o...ur own?”“One thing at a time, Mr. Love,” he said. “Let me know how much you spent, and leave us alone, please?”Maybe William won’t be the youngest Love child?I heard my girls’ voice, “Oh, Michael, where art thou?”I followed the Shakespearean call up the stairs and into my room, where Charles and Mary were as well. They were making out on my bed. I mean. I can't quite cover it with my hand. She pulls down the neckline of her dress revealing more and more of her full, firm tits. "Does this help?" she asks as her tits tumble out, nipples hard and pointing right at me. I shake my head as my cock hardens even more. She squeezes her tits together and says, "Stroke it, honey. It's the least you could do." I take hold of it, mouth hanging open, eyes transfixed on the best tits I've ever seen and slowly start to stroke my cock. "There you go. Good. "Will you be dining tonight?" If I went elsewhere I think John would come to find me and drag me back. So yes I will be dining tonight." I am told he is making a Steak and Kidney Pie. Rumour has it that his pie is one of the best in England." I can confirm the rumour. I have no need to look at the menu now, my mind is made up."The evenings were getting a little chill now, but walking in the garden was just as enjoyable. I was using Arthur's throne to sit and smoke when Millie came by. She was. She rode him there, like an R-rated movie star. She ground on him, his hips worked to met her, the blankets wrapped around their hips, hiding everything from the room, only their bare chests exposed to the air. Her head was thrown back and her supple lips were part in a continuous moan as the penetration continued. Ben’s hands moved from gripping her hips to squeezing her gorgeous breasts as they soft moved with the motions of her riding. Ben quickly and expertly, sat up, wrapped his arms.