.........................................THE MANORIt's a dark and stormy night, and the only shelter from the storm is an old mansion.Two female trave...lers enter at 6:54 p.m. Seeking shelter, the storm seem to appear, along with the manor, out of thin air. One of the girls has on a green flannel, long sleeve shirt with jeans, and has long red hair. As the other wears a blue sweeter and has purple hair. They walk in, and the door slams behind them."Shit.....I've got no bars, I can't even tell. I got to the plant and waited for a while in the lobby and then went back for the meeting. I met Mr. Rooker who was about 6' black with gray haired guy in his late 40s. I was dressed pretty conservatively in a blouse and black knee-length skirt but i noticed that he kept looking at my chest. We continued discussing pricing and the two outstanding shipments and in the middle he started flirting with me. He said I was much better looking than most sales people he gets in and that our conversation. Look at him pounding away at her young jugs," commented Cynthia."Yes. My son does love girls with huge tits. Just this morning he was sucking off mines."All the adults continued to watch me fuck Penny's huge breasts. Her creamy pussy was overheating so I leaned back and inserted three fingers deep inside her.I thrust my fingers just like I was thrusting my cock between her giant melons. I found her clit and rubbed it furiously and her pussy set off a chain reaction and she drenched my fingers. He presented himself to the Count, making it clear to everyone that he was now a knight and was to be addressed as Sir. There was much satisfaction, for Jean to hear both the Count and his former rival, Jacque le Gris call him Sir Jean. Over dinner, Jacques asked how Marguerite had faired in his absence.“My wife’s condition is no concern of yours, Le Gris,” Jean replied curtly.“I was only being polite,” Jacques replied with a smirk. “I won’t ask how your mother is doing, for fear of offending.