When I saw that my top neighbor Jorge was already waiting for the elevator accompanied by a friend, I immediately understood what I wanted to do.- Hi ...Jorge, I'm glad I found you, I really need a favor from you, it's quick, can you come over to the house now?- Sissi of course, but what is it about?- It's just that I want to change a piece of furniture, but of course I can't do it alone. It was good that your friend was too, it would be easier ...- Good afternoon Sissi, I'm Henrique, always at. First, when the women got to the property, most didn’t come with their parents because they were often older then eighteen, and if they did, it was just because their parents were trying to hide the fact that they were just looking for a place to stash an embarrassing problem as they turned eighteen. A problem that the Jones family was happy to take plenty of money in order to hide. Those that saw the inside of the house, saw a pretty farmhouse with about five pregnant women living inside of it. I was so gone. So high. So very alive. The feel of their individual shapes and sizes. Their lust grinding together inside of me. My date down my throat. The goddess pushing my head down on him.I dripped everywhere. All over the stomach and chest of the man I was riding as his boyfriend rode me. It was like falling in love a million times within each second. Perfection. The smells intoxicated me further. The sounds of their dicks all penetrating me. So wet. So hard. My own suction on my date’s. His casketwas carried by six soldiers from Duchess Nanette's command. Nanette woreher military dress uniform while Baroness Sylvia, now 86 years old, wore adramatic black ankle-length gown. Alistair and I, along with DameOblea's four other dohter-in-laws and his own three girbys, stood with ourfaces covered with thick black veils and black lace collars fastenedaround our necks, appropriate signs of morning. The dear Dame went to hisrest with 72 living grandchildren and two more in.