The Desire For Sensuality

My family vacation home.” Wait a minute...did she just say vacation home?!? The house is a fortress!! Gwen just lets me stare in awe while she leads me to the entrance. “I know you’re thinking that this is not a typical-sized vacation house. My grandfather is a very wealthy man that shares his empire with his children. My father and his siblings have turned their shares into large profits. This house is just a family get-together that we use when we come for our monthly parties. We call them the ‘2300 Gatherings’ as it symbolizes the time of evening we begin. It’s been a tradition of ours for YEARS.” When we approach the entrance, I stop Gwen. “Ok...so that’s great what you’ve explained about your family and all. But striptease what exactly is the ‘2300 Gatherings?’ And is their a reason why you’re super secretive about the whereabouts of this party and who can and can’t babe come?” Gwen Brunette just gives me the same old “Wait-and-See” expression on her face, as she opens up the front door to the castle. “After you,” she says. I walk in and she closes the door behind her. Whatever kind of party or gathering this is, I’m about to find out. CHAPTER 4 : AKA 2300 Orgy Gwen takes my hand and leads me through a GINORMOUS living room. I look around expecting to see all kinds of expensive upscale furniture, but I’m shocked to instead see a different sight. I look around and see a bunch of bean bags on the floor, recliners and couches erotic set all around randomly, and a big table set up Solo with refreshments. Next to the table is a stool set up with a big basket. When I came back Jennifer had joined my slaves in their nudity and I was looking at three beautiful women, naked like the day they slipped out of their moms blessed pussies. The sudden contact made her raise her hips to me as she let out a huge, but muffled, moan of pleasure Her clit was quite large and easy to wrap my lips round as I sucked on it hard. Some of the girls went to the toilet and when they came back their duct tape had gone. Mommy suckled harder at my breast, my milk squirting into her mouth. Now I was seething babe mad. "I can Brunette give you what you want. Her tormentor grunted his approval. A short dress, tight blouse and some high heels. She was now exhausted but his boner had only been growing in his pants and was yet to be serviced and he certainly didn’t want to be left out. She enjoyed the skill with which she could control his involuntary responses, and knew the reason she was leading the Production Prize list was more due to her careful and knowledgeable treatment of her stallion than any real biological advantage he might have been Solo born with... She and I drove striptease to Memphis on a Sunday morning with my lieutenant, Daryl Evans, to listen to the recording. “Now I know some things about you and Mike; I also know he didn’t want you, but you managed to weasel your way into erotic his house.