It was all so strange and had happened so suddenly that Chelsea hadn’t had a moment to consider what David’s purpose might be…SMACK!The sound of... David’s hand striking Chelsea’s behind – made even sharper by the wet fabric of her panties – echoed through the stairwell, followed closely by a yelp of pain from Chelsea. Shocked, she instinctively released her hold on the railings and began to straighten, turning toward David and saying, “David, what the hell do you…” But she got no further because. " I said — acting now as a lord talking to his prisoner, it could have been worse, I might had passed a death sentence, at least this way he'd still be alive.He looked at the two men and then back at me, "If you so decree my Lord." He said — he realised that he was being spared as well.The woman nodded, "Good, now Lord John if you and Lady Margaret would follow me we have something of interest for you." She said turning to a building nearby.I looked at Margaret who shrugged her insubstantial. Keith watched as Steve moved around the kitchen fixing the salad.Steve looked good to Keith, handsome with short hair going grey at the sides, a good body with a chest covered in greying hair, a nice dick swinging between his legs as he moved.Steve finished the salad and took the bowl over to the table, “Just got to fix a dressing now” he told Keith, Keith looked up at him then reached out and took Steve’s dick in his hand “I’m sure this could produce a dressing for us” Steve looked shocked,. She had spittle running down her mouth on to her boobs. Every man looked like he was going to have his full share of my bitch tonight. The one whom Seema was wanking with her left hand held her hair and pulled her off Ahmed’s dick and fed his in. He was exceptionally thick. He was about 7-8 inches in length but was almost as wide as a soda can and Seema could hardly put her mouth around his head. But he wouldn’t take no for an answer and shoved inside her with full force. I thought he might.