About our feelings. Chapter 2. In Paradise. Part 5. Visiting Mr. Shepard.

We stayed in the car for about a minute and a half, I came to my senses, and Mr. Clayton sat beside me and watched me. This is how in all the time we have not spoken a word. Yes, to be honest, we had nothing to talk about, the only thing I regret is that we arrived too quickly, and I didn’t have time to thank Mr. Clayton properly. But I will hope that it will still appear after all the whole night ahead.

Mr. Clayton got out of the car and walked around to help me get out and the car.
- Oh, Mr. Clayton you are so polite !!!
“All for your sake, Miss Melory, and only for you!” Mr. Clayton stated as a fact

We went inside the house, where Catherine and Mr. Shepard settled down on the sofa in the living room and cooed nicely. We sat down next.

- Miss Melorie, I have already ordered about dinner and about your room where you will spend the night !!!

And only at this moment I was able to see the house and understand how beautiful it is, although the house itself was not so big, but it was very beautiful, all the walls in the paintings on the floor were all carpeted, most likely Persian. In general, the house was made in the style of neo-gothic and modern mix. Yes, no doubt the designer tried his best. A few minutes later, the butler came out pitch black, 35 years old, and no more sporting, whose muscles were easily guessed through a light shirt with a tie and pants. And invited us to the table. We went to another room, where there was a table, covered with a light dinner for 4 persons. We sat down to eat and the process of absorption of food, talked on different topics. And each started different topics. Mr. Shepard and I were the most active in the conversation.

- Miss Melory tell me about you and your brother !!!

I have nothing to be embarrassed about, well, actually I told everything as it is, of course, omitting some points, well, you yourself understand what points I am talking about. But apparently Mr. Shepard did not want to stop, and started new topics. In the end, while this topic has not touched my relationship with my brother. I was slightly beginning to strain this topic for conversation. Too many people have become involved in my life and in the life of my brother.

- Mr. Shepard, you want to hear that I fuck with my own brother !!! Personally from my mouth! I said it in raised voices.
- Forgive me, Miss Melorie, I am guilty before you !!! How can I atone for my guilt, let me fulfill your every desire.
- Once again forgive me for my tactlessness !!! I was undoubtedly aware of your relationship, my daughter allowed herself to tell you about Mr. Jason and you.
- No, you will forgive me, I myself have to ask you for forgiveness for my behavior, I should not have ...
- I am guilty, because I'm visiting your apologize again.

I calmed down and smiled because I was sitting in a company in which there are no moral norms at all. Then Catherine transferred us all to a new topic of conversation, which took us to business.
Actually, where everything was finally reduced to further cooperation in the company that I work with and the companies of Mr. Shepard. After dinner, we went out into nature. The warm air poured in on us from all sides. Without hesitation, we all headed to the pool, which looked like a pool, but an order of magnitude larger, but without a waterfall and with a large jacuzzi
Since I was without panties, I had to undress completely, Catherine and the old men, too, undressed and all together dived into the pool.

We sailed for a long time, until I was next to Mr. Clayton, who took my hand, suggested that I get out of the water and walk through the forest. I immediately agreed, because I remembered what lay behind me, a favor and it would be simply tactless to leave the old man without delicacy.Catherine and Mr. Shepard continued to swim and talk on their topics and I got out, put a bra on a wet body from a swimsuit and a skirt with slippers and took Mr. Clayton’s hand and we headed to the night where, probably, the most unbridled sex awaited him in his life. We had gone quite far away; the light from the lanterns of the house was no longer visible; our way was lit by the stars and the moon. Feel free to say that this was probably the most romantic night of my life. We walked and were silent until we reached a small wasteland with a small pond and a waterfall about 10 meters high. In the bag that Mr. Clayton took with him, there was a large cover, he spread it out and we settled next to it on each other.

And just now we started talking. Mr. Clayton complimented me in a very erotic character. I also did not remain in debt, reminding him how his cock, penetrating into my mouth, gave me no less pleasure if he had been in my pussy and ass. Such eloquence from our sides continued until I no longer felt that it was already dripping and was ready to accept the old man into any of my holes in which he wishes. And without thinking twice, I put my hand on the already very noticeable bulge in the pants and began to gently massage it.

- Can I just call you Clayton !!!
“Yes you can, but I'll just call you Melorie too !!!”

At the same time, I knocked Clayton on my back and sat on top of him. Began to unbutton his shirt and kiss his hairy and gray chest until she reached the belt on his pants. Cope with the belt, no problems, but I had problems with my fly, I couldn’t cope with overexcitement, she broke down, but with the help of Clayton, a massive member with a big head jumped out to meet my face.
I did not admire his member for a long time, his hand lay on my nape and strongly bent me to his member. In a hurry, I opened my mouth and felt how his penis sank to its full length, pulling me to the very throat. Now I had both hands of Clayton on my head. And he began to direct my actions. Forcing me to take the whole member dick in my mouth until my nose touched his hairy pubis and holding it for several seconds let me go and then everything started off on a new one. In fact, Clayton fucked me in the mouth without letting me come to his senses; he planted as deeply as his cock allowed. It seemed to me that if his member were genuine, he would have fucked me with pleasure in my throat. This went on for a very long time until I started choking. And I began to rest my hands on letting Clayton know what was good enough. Clayton calmed down.
“Sorry, Melorie, I got carried away.”
- It's okay, I just did not get used to this.

Clayton immediately turned us over, and now I was at the bottom. And sitting on top of me on the chest again put my cock to my lips. a little police officer over the blast furnace, he began to introduce it into my mouth, I tried to take it to the full depth. Now it was easier for me. Clayton himself moved, and I lay with my mouth open, taking his cock.
Clayton moved very rhythmically, observing all propriety and did not let me suffocate, in time pulling out his penis. such a game and I already captured I put my hands on his ass and pressed on her that he penetrated deeper until I buried my face in his groin.

- Mmmm, oh-oh-oh-hh !!! Our moans and lowing, probably, could hear the whole island.

So we continued until member Clayton became completely stony. He immediately tears and turned me on his stomach, spread my legs almost on the splits. My already short skirt prodded even more completely exposing my ass. At the same moment his member burst into me, bursting the walls of my vagina. Clayton immediately took a high pace, driving the dick to the full depth of my pussy. From his powerful blows I clouded in my head. Everything blurred in my eyes, my body convulsed, and all of this excited me very much.
I am a young woman and I am fucked by an old man under 75 years old. And I, without a doubt, like it very much.I tried to fan Clayton, but his weight did not allow me to do this, and I gave up at his mercy, let this night be his, let him do whatever he wants with me ....