EventsThe world just never seems content to leave things alone. Just when you might allow yourself to feel things can continue nicely just as they are... the pot gets stirred. That's what was happening now in the neighborhood where Lady Heather's stately house had stood peacefully for so many years now.While Lady Heather's is an institution now in its older, well-maintained neighborhood having existed there for decades, virtually none of the House's clients come from the immediate surrounding. He let his hand go beyond his balls, it was the right one. It started to rub around his anus while his left palm massaged the head of his penis gently in circles, his right index finger now sliding into his anus. Your eyes widen in surprise, but you make no noise. Instead you lower your left hand between your legs.... But it was denied, it was grabbed. "Watch him." The Wyvern ordered you with a whisper. But there was no complying, for he was still holding you as his tongue was between your neck. .. which is fortunate for me and my 'special friendship' with ... oh, wait, there he is!Samuel's ears perk up as one of his acute senses detects me. The Smittes idly chat, unaware as he rises from his slumber at their feet, looks directly at me through the brush for a few moments, then darts directly for me."Where's Sammy going?" the elderly Mrs. Smitte inquires as she tries to locate the target of his attention with her failing, tired eyes."Probably out after another squirrel, dear," answers. Sit down, we don’t have much time. I’ve got a smokin’ hot horny 18 year old on her way here and we’re going to double-team fuck her. You won’t believe this girl. Six foot tall, long legs and the tightest, wettest pussy you’ve ever fucked. You game?” Marcus was smiling and nodding yes. Cliff started to explain the details of his plan. Marcus had been a teammate in high school then went on to play as a tight-end at Meriweather State in western Maryland. At 6’6”, 280 lbs, he was headed to a.