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She had never gifted this to anyone else in her life, and though she grew to like it very much she would never give it to anyone else again. She continued to just let him have his lead with the other girls, but reserved at least one night a week with blonde her and let the connection grow between them. And surely enough after the birth of the baby, his life began to center, with seldom and brief deflections, on her. They married with the second child in its third month of residence in Elena’s womb. And the police department threw a bash to remember in honor of it. She was promoted to Duty Lieutenant, to protect her life and motherhood. And she acquitted herself with the same professionalism on that assignment as any of the others before. Over the years, the delightful rivals for his affections moved on to other targets as it became increasingly obvious that nothing was going to pry him away from his beloved wife and mother to their four children. Only Mona stayed on, oral as the new Household Manager when she grew old enough, and part time lover with Elena’s ignoring sufferance. By the time that Marty passed on, the facial family had shrunken with the flight of the kids to their own lives and Elena, now in retirement moved to a spacious condo that she shared with her best friend, Mona. Mona had never married, but had had one secret child with Marty, that Elena had raised with her own. They busied themselves in spoiling a whole lot of grandchildren in their remaining years. Mona went first. Marty didn’t leave behind a recommendation for the next Manager, so the law firm interviewed a number of the possible relatives of the proper age group. Their selection turned out to be a feckless wastrel and he was removed from his position after only ten years. Their next choice was a woman cousin, who was a harridan and a despicable person. She ruined the place that the Mansion had grown to have in the neighborhood, and because the law firm was swallowed up by a giant legal services firm, any interest in the place died out very quickly. The mistress of the house died in an airplane crash several years into her primacy and no one even bothered to name a successor. So the Mansion went in to decline and eventually was torn down to build expensive condos. Its legacy had lasted well over two hundred years. The journals and computer records of the Mansion and its Masters were obtained and lovingly stored by the successors of the Sully Company which continued to function for many generations into the future. And since the expected end of times were delayed, the Witnesses continued to serve as welcome adjuncts to its business as long as the company existed. Some investigative cumshot reporter eventually gained access to the journals and computer records and parleyed them into a series of best sellers that made him very wealthy. The surviving relatives at first cringed at the story being told, but eventually just shrugged at the adventures of their ancestors in: The Mansion with Many Hidden Rooms A Traveler’s Tale Chapter 2 The German cousins I pulled into the gravel road in my rented car and drove up to the main building, parking my car next to it. It was a warm and sunny late spring amateur afternoon in Sri Lanka. I looked around at the compound with content and walked over to a sign saying “reception”. Getting back to the truck, Tom finishes filling up and gets in and no one says a word as Tom starts the engine and they drive off with only 20 more miles down to the cumshot camp ground to go. That was really quick for me. I guess it was just the idea that my beautiful aunt was stroking my prick that put me over the edge. Her perky little titties pressed into my large breasts as she squirmed on top of me. I gasped as the huge prick bottomed out in my vaginal folds. “No, no, you want to be in my cunt, Bethany!” I want to see your dick all nice and hard.” Whatever was going on, no one could explain it, but no one could ignore what was going on. Consequently, both groups were also destroyed in the blonde process. Then her face scrunched up. A big one. Each one full of themselves. “Oh, I need to go. “You wanna have a sleepover?” I asked. Then again, maybe she’s checking me out too, he thought. He grunted. I thought about Lisa and our whirlwind romance. I move into the position that you asked while you were talking and you are now sucking gently on my cock as I continue to lick and suck on your clit. You take Brad through the double doors oral into the prep room where Michelle's sheet covered corpse lies on the prep table. Occasionally she would stop at the vaginal opening and push the thick head into the tunnel, preparing for a full thrust. 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