I had to discover the treasures hiding behind her eyes… and later, underneath her gown.“Welcome. I am Count Vincent von Hohenberg.” I bowed my h...ead, reached for her dainty hand, and brought it to my lips. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Lady —?”“Lady Evelyn Elizabeth Willoughby,” she said. Her voice was low and sultry, not befitting her tiny, delicate frame.I held her small hand to my lips a little longer than was the custom and delighted in hearing her heart race. Her attraction to me was. I am happily married and blessed with one kid, my wife is good looking women and we have good understanding with each other, and till now we never had any type of problems in between us. Not to mention I am very reserved kind of a guy who as very small circle of friends.So coming to the point today I took some courage to narrate my true happenings in my life which has changed forever and this thing happened only a few weeks back, as I told you I am reserve kind of a guy I don’t mingle with new. It's curable, really, but the medicine might be a little bit unorthodox... I'll just save that for later. Firstly, though, I think you should know the problem your mother has."I nodded my head silently, reaching into my handbag for the hanky before thinking better of it. Doc Mal waited until I had raised my eyes to his before continuing."You are aware of schizophrenia, I suppose?" Isn't it the disease where people feel paranoid or something?" Yes, although I wouldn't exactly go so far as to. The one I came with nestles beside me, covering my hand with his, helping me stroke this colorfully tatted stranger. Up and down our hands move in unison, massaging, rubbing, and pleasuring. The tatted stranger moans. My other hand moves to withdraw my mate's cock, as I now give two handjobs at once. Both men groan from my touches. I feel incredibly sexy.My mate moves his hand to my backside, slipping up my skirt, seeking out my pleasure hole from behind. When he slips not one but two fingers.