Nancy and I would be spending the next few days inside the house together.I walked in the house and looked at her as she sat on the couch zoned out. E...erything was ready in my room, a camera, video camcorder and my webcam."Nancy, Drew said for you to wait upstairs."Nancy rose and walked up the stairs, and I walked behind her looking up at her skin tight jeans and her peach shaped ass. I opened my door, and Nancy walked right into my room.I turned on some tunes; "Nancy, while we wait why don't. ‘Don’t worry,’ I reassure her. ‘I’ll soon have you warm.’ Hands on narrow, rounded hips I turn her, my middle-age spread pressing against her straight spine. Burying my nose in her hair, I inhale its fresh, feminine scent. ‘What’s your name, my dear?’ ‘Ariel, sir.’ She thrusts back, massaging her butt against me, stiffening my cock. ‘Shakespeare, eh! Not a bad name, but I think Tit-ania would suit you better. In fact, I think that’s what I shall call you.’ ‘They’re not really big enough, sir.’. . eease...” Quentin Osman smiled a slow smile. It was a wonderful moment for him. One that emphasised his supreme power over both women. He was the arbiter of their fate; he it was who had the ultimate yea or nay. “It’s alright, my dear Melissa,” he said. “It won’t be like that. In fact, it will be the other way around!” Melissa looked at him dumbly. Rather like Julia had done. Uncomprehendingly. “W-What... oh w-what... ?” she began. Then she buried her face in her hands and sobbed even more. "With a half smile, she said, "I know, and I love you too. Now quit worrying, ok?" All too quickly she buried her face behind her paper and went back to reading, but not before he caught her glancing at him. He wondered why her eyes seemed to be seeking some sort of affirmation to her plea, but apparently didn't want to appear obvious.Still concerned, he stared down into his cup nestled between his palms with his fingers interlaced around it. Paul was at a loss for her recent change.In deep.
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