Not the usual dread that was a nearly constant companion, but something altogether different. Something richer, denser. Darker. “Perhaps a Gatekeep...er has come to inspect the old place for needed improvements?” Corina’s frail voice asked, its brittle notes tinged with a hope that neither of them truly felt. Gatekeepers usually came in secret, cloaked in mystery. The villagers usually knew of their arrival only once they’d been long gone. Only those who were summoned to the castle to make the. "Yes hurry, get down!"Trembling slightly, I had to duck under the keyboard without banging my head, and kneeling between his knees, my head was inches from his erection.He took my head with his hands, and pushed my mouth towards his cock. It was tempting to try to change his mind, although I did wonder that if I made a fuss, Mrs Taylor might come running.The taste was different, not unpleasant, but everything close to my face emanated heat. I found my head being pushed down, and his cock went. Then, after a long struggle waiting.. the moment came of cake cutting, i started moving towards the table where the cake is up. i got a collision with soft boobs suddenly which is a surprise, i don’t know who is the gal, i came to know that gal is the Aunty whom i have seen before. ohh, she was in red saree and the projections are beautiful through it. In a second, she told sorry for that and i smiled and said its not a sin. she smiled me back. later, i was with that cleavage and the collision. “I’m proud of you too, son,” he said.Then it was Terri’s turn. I tried to ignore the sensations of Terri’s fit, young body pressing against me; her warmth, her smell, the intriguing distribution of hardness and softness across her burgeoning curves, but it was one-sided fight and I could feel my cock rising to salute her.Then Terri sniffed loudly. “You smell funny,” she said.“Funny how?”“That’s not the brand of soap you use.”“I had an accident at Maria’s and had to wash my face.”Terri leaned.