Beide heulten wie Schlosshunde.?Nein, Herr Graf! Das werde ich ganz bestimmt nicht tun.? Verweigerte Nikita seinen Befehl.?Du bist mir ungehorsam?? Fr...agte er und blickte Nikita b?se an.?Ja, Herr von und zu Arschloch! Das bin ich. Sie k?nnen jetzt sonstwas mit mir machen. Ich werde ihren Befehl nicht ausf?hren. T?ten sie mich ruhig, ich geh?re ihnen und es ist ihr Recht, mir das Leben zu nehmen. ABER ICH WERDE IHREN SCHEI?BL?DEN BEFEHL NICHT AUSFH?REN! HERR GRAF VON UND ZU BL?DES ARSCHLOCH!. “I don't care. I don't want to go all the way to fucking Harrow though!”Nick told him about the garage. The usual rules. No cameras. Discretion and cleanliness. The guy asked if he could come straight away. We looked at each other and smiled. “Gives me an hour to fuck you senseless.” He said.“It's ok with me. Like having desert.”The details where sent. I would be in the garage waiting. He would close it behind him and you know the rest. We both laughed at the situation. Nick stroked his. We could sense the passion in the air. We entered our room and I placed K on the bed that V and I shared throughout our lives. I stood against the door as I saw K drop her clothes and lay on the bed, folding her legs to her knees and parting her hairy pussy. She softly said, “I had one brother, let me see what you have to offer.”I went down on my knees and holding her ass firmly, I put my nose into her cunt. I smelled her and her wet dripping cunt closed in on me. My tongue lashed into her. There was plenty of room for all three in that king size bed. Joe and I were wearing cotton pyjamas, and Christine had a low cut cotton batiste nightie. I nursed at her breasts while Joe jacked me off and this released a great deal of my tension."I love nursing you like this, Cyril, but I wish you were a real little baby, dressed in baby clothes." I already knew that Christine was unable to have a baby of her own.For some reason the idea excited me, and I think she knew it. Afterwards Joe and.