“Oh my goodness, I love it you guys! “Well from now on this is your home away from home! We’ve got plenty space. Let’s go in. I’ll put my sleeping Poppy down, show you around and your room.” Their house was visibly stunning from this lakeside street. It was built with beautiful asian stone blocks, two tall stories high, with a steep slate covered roof. As I went in I couldn’t believe their front door. It was the first thing about this house that I fell in love with! It was almost 4 inches thick, arched at the top, very wide, at least 8’ tall, made with what looked like hand hewn lumber and with obviously hand made giant old timey forged hinges. There’s nothing like a great door to set the tone for a nice home and I’ve never seen anything close to this one. Once inside I was greeted with a foyer that matched the door. It was exquisitely appointed with granite flooring like I’ve never seen, complimented by a gorgeous mostly black silk Persian rug, and in the corner an antique coat, hat and umbrella stand. There was a large hand painted picture on both side walls, one with a beautiful ocean sunset and a very strange green cast to the horizon (the green flash of Key West) and the other of a beautiful swimming pool and garden. It all came with a vaulted ceiling to die for! The heavy rough hewn roof trusses that spanned their entire home definitely made this house “one of a kind.” There were gorgeous hand made staircases to the right and left of the middle great room with an enormous block fireplace all the way to the ceiling and full length walls of glass on either side revealing their backyard pool and exotic gardens. It was exactly the picture in the foyer. On either side of the great room, along the top, were handsomely railed open walkways that led to what I thought were three bedrooms on both sides. Even though this was not a huge mansion, it obviously was a very expensive home when first built. I couldn’t wait for Jim to see it! Just then his car drove up and Kim remarked... “That has to be Jim!” “Come on in. Welcome to our humble home. You’re just in time. We were about to go upstairs and put the baby down and show Ash our bedrooms.” “Humble my ass! Wow! I’ve never seen such an impressive entrance and this stunning great room. You’re going to have to tell me the story behind this house.” Mike jumped in... “Jim, I heard of it prior to the passing of its owner who was the son of a very renown architect here in Florida. The house was 111 yrs old when we bought it four years ago. I still can hardly believe they sold it to me. But the family was fighting Hardcore over the estate and decided to sell it in order to divide the proceeds. Their father wasn’t happy about it but did want to see it sold to someone that would really appreciate it and preserve its design and what he termed “its feel.” I met him before he passed. I’m japanese Italian, and my ancestors just happened to be from Big Boobs his part of Italy. It sort of clinched the deal. The stone blocks, the trusses, the existing roof slate, much of the wood, the door and even the granite flooring were all imported from North Western Italy where his family hailed. I had to reveal any and all plans I had for all future changes in order to get the father’s approval. Other than relatively minor updating to the bedrooms and kitchen, the only substantive changes I’ve made are the floor to ceiling lights so babe we could see the gardens and the pool I added. It took some convincing, but when I laid out our landscaping plans for the new gardens and pools and got a local artist to paint the picture in the foyer, he could see how the new backyard would be revealed to this room. He loved it and signed off on the sale. I felt so helpless and small being fucked like that, no part of my body touching the ground or in control. To spilling my futa-jizz in her. “I hope so,” she groaned. I pick up my speed one last time for the grand finale! “Heh!” I jump and look around behind me to see Ben standing there with a stern look on his face. Besides, you know our deal.” Please give this chapter a positive rating, and if you have a moment, please go back and rate the other chapters, too. I stood. But after several classes I realized that despite the fact that I nearly worshipped his beautiful cock, Jack was still concerned that his penis was freakish because of an unusually large glans, or cock head. I choked out a cry of pleasure from Hardcore my closed windpipe, then grabbed his hand and guided it downward toward my crotch, my eyes pleading with him asian to play with me. Brock stopped short of my unoccupied slit, then brought his hand around to my backside. Pretend I’m your wife.’ “Well, well, well,” I purred, sauntering in, my panties soaking up the jizz leaking out of me. “You poor thing. She circled to the other side of the bed and climbed under the covers, but didn’t cuddle up with me the way she usually would. Come, come with us.” "It sure japanese is a nice night, the sky is clear and stars are beautiful but not in comparison to your beauty" he said and held her hand and pulled her to him for a kiss. It was actually almost five minutes before she called me back. Ashley and I have been in this lifestyle for several years now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. My hand flew up and down my shaft as the first shot erupted out of me. It landed across her cheek, darting down across her lips, a decent amount of it landing on her tongue. “You’ve met her, so you know her for who she is. There’s nothing more than that to her.” She followed the woman to the elevator. Whereas last time I was waiting it was all anonymous, this time the fifteen people in front of me knew exactly who I was; not only being announced as the favourite, but flouncing my competition in spectacular form, I was getting plenty of nervous or curious looks as my host wished me luck for the rest of the tournament and left before I could answer. She began to moan in pleasure as his cock glided in and out of her wet snatch. Said Mara. The three of us watch intently, babe Jan especially as Jon removes his shoes, shirt and trousers. But she was my girlfriend, so that makes it all right, right? “Are you ok?” she asked, something she never would have asked anyone before all this happened. 'But that was not discussed earlier' she said. “The captain told us about your little encounter with him,” Lorraine said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, big futa-sis!” Krysten moaned. I whimpered, my pussy melting with my juices. The chef proudly looked over Michael as she wheeled him to the brink of the oven. updated The evening passed fairly uneventfully aside from the unspoken conversation we all kept having back and forth. He seemed to recover seeing my darting eyes and stepped fully into the reception room to allow the door to close on its Big Boobs own. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately, almost daring him to resist. Julie was talking to Sarah, the wife of one the men who served in the same regiment as her boyfriend.