I put the waste paper basket outsidethe door for emptying. I would start the vacuuming next. It wasn'tnine o'clock yet. I wouldn't be disturbing Mr...s Beckett...I almost fell over when I looked down at the waste basket. It wasfull of strips of shredded paper!I opened the door and peeped out. Fleur was just disappearingupstairs carrying a tray. I rushed into the hall, grabbed my handbag,and ducked back into the study. I emptied the waste basket onto thedesk. I opened my bag as wide as. Eva led, holding Joan in atraditional manner, one arm behind her back, the otherextended. As the music played on, the space betweenthem narrowed. Toward the end of the dance, Eva hadbrought the extended arm close to their bodies. Themusic ended, Joan turned and came right back to thecouch.As another ballad started, Joan took my hand and said,“Dance with me, please.” I got up and she led me to thesame spot she had just vacated. She fell into my armsand as she felt my erection, she. "Um... this is... um... Lana. She's visiting. But something happened to her clothes, so I was wondering if there was anything you could spare for her to wear?"Lucille looked at 'Lana' and mentally measured her. "Sure thing, Spryte. Come her, Lana. Let me find something for you." Lucille rummaged around a drawer until she found a tunic and tights similar to what Lana was currently wearing. "Here, you can use this tunic and tights. They should fit better than the ones you're wearing right. The texture of her silk gloves on my stiff dick was UNBELIEVABLE. I shot a load of cum onto her boobs, and what a hot sight that was. She sc****d it all off with her fingers and licked it clean.“Mmm, Neil, you’re cum is so sweet.”Next, she kneeled down and gave me a blowjob. At times she would suck my rock hard stick deep into her throat, and other times she would lick the tip of my penis. When she tongued the head of my dick it would feel ticklish but AMAZING. Love juice flowed down my penis.