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The Party At Evesham Hall.

The sexy frolics at Evesham Hall continue. A lavish party is planned.

Life at Evesham Hall was good. After my very lucrative role as “The Serving Wench”, things quietened down. Hugh had indicated that he was often away on business. Whether it was personal or parliamentary was not divulged. He was a bit of a mystery man, an enigma. I, of course, googled him. Hugh Richard Blake. Age: 58 Marital status: divorced Children: none Family home: Evesham Hall Occupation: Member of Parliament for West...

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Amy - Julian Watches

Amy and Bill decide to let Julian watch.

************Amy************ In the morning, after being fucked by Bill, I brought back up letting Julian watch us, which also meant that he’d know his best friend was fucking me! “Bill, we talked about letting, um, making Justin watch us fuck. When you, your cock’s in me, and you’re marking my tits, that way; god I love how you do that. Um, Bill, I want him to know; I want him to see how I respond when we’re fucking. Our...

BNW

The Job - Week 2 (Wednesday - Part 2)

The Smithsons arrive for the presentation

Around 1:45, Jake gathered up the Smithson materials and made his way to the conference room to setup for the 2:00 presentation. He was slightly nervous about the meeting and what else may ensue. The conference room was buzzing with activity when he arrived. Jessica and Emily were arranging materials on the gleaming oval conference table with practiced efficiency. Jessica's brunette hair was pulled back in a professional...

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Dare To Fuck With The Devil?

How far will she go to save another?

A particularly prominent phallus in the massive door’s erotic carvings drew my finger like a magnet. The moment I touched the uncircumcised head, a baritone voice boomed from the other side. “Come in, Miss Banks.” I jumped back, hooking my pointy heel on the expensive-looking rug beneath my feet. Only a wild flailing of arms and fancy footwork kept me upright. My inner voice screamed, Turn and run! I knew I couldn’t, thou...