Here, denied peers, neither Sir Glen’s equal, nor a member of the Order, only Taylor provided company. He brutishly shoved aside his self-pity and c...limbed into bed, stripping his clothes away carelessly, then folding them before dropping them on the floor. With a rye smile he humored his frustration. -Some habits die hard.- A vision of Taylor bound, blindfolded and gagged by him in the dungeons flirted with his mind. How amazing that evening had been, even with Laurie and Sir Glen in. Then he did the best thing, and pressed a finger into my bughole. I about dide and came up for air. he asked if everything was alright. I said yes, but I wasn't ready for that last movement and he said I am sorry. I told him i quite enjoyed it. He said ok. and just as he was getting ready to go under again, mom called out to us and walked out to the pool. She told me she had something to discuss. Dad's Mom passed and they were going to go to the funeral. She asked if Jamie would watch me if. "Of course," he laughed internally, "I love it when she isn't wearing it too!"Almost as if his mind controlled things, he heard the private hallway door open and two exuberant voices laughing and yelling. His girls were back! He chuckled to himself and before he could get up from his desk, smiles and giggles were at his sides.He sort of expected them to be grabbing at him, demanding he get dressed so they could go out and get food for lunch. But they just hung onto him, one on each arm,. Inside the dressing suite he saw Bethany on her hands and knees in a cheerleader skirt. Underneath he could see her dark, chocolate thighs and the roundness of her cheeks. He could see a hot pink triangle of lace between her legs that was very inviting. Sandy’s head was back against the wall and her eyes were closed. Her face was rapturous from Bethany’s tongue licking her pussy. Bryan was instantly hard watching this scene play out before him. He slipped his jeans down and pulled out his cock..