The Chauffeur ( # 50 ) New Year's Eve

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke the day after Christmas, I was pleasantly surprised to find both Jill and Dakota in bed with me. As usual, Jill had her cover to me and faced away from me. Whereas Dakota had her frail body backed into my body. She had pulled my arm over her soundbox and she was soundly sleeping. As I laid there, I felt my humanity growing against Dakota. The ontogeny must consume disturbed Dakota's sleep as I felt her cute piffling ass wiggle against me.

Since none of us had any clothes on, I reached down and lifted Dakota's leg allowing my cock admittance to her sweetness and very wet pussy. I reached around to the front of her and positioned my manhood at her sex entryway. In one svelte bm, I entered her. I heard her moan as I gently thrust in and out of her. I kissed her on her neck, and I fondled her breasts. As I kept up the poking, I began to make for with her clit. As quietly as possible, I heard her moan.

I thought I was fucking Dakota slowly and gently putting my manhood as cryptic into her as I could get.

"Do I get some of that ?"Jill whispered into my ear.

"As always darling, you can have anything you want with me,"I said.

I felt Jill's hands reach between my legs and cup my balls as I was still thrusting into Dakota. From behind, I felt Jill kissing me on the neck. She reached around me and began to play with my nipples.

Jill pulled me back from being privileged Dakota and she began playing with my cock rubbing her hand tightly up and down the shaft. At that dot, I decided that it would just be easier to roll onto my back and let the peeress have their way with me. Dakota moved her body so that she mounted me whereas Jill got up and squatted over my face and waiting tongue.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her wet pussy down on my facial expression. As I licked her repeatedly, I heard Jill begin to moan. At first, the moan was intermittent but after respective minutes it became one long moan. I felt her pussy cramp on my knife as I kept flicking her clit.

I licked up every dip that my mouth could get from Jill's womanhood. After a few minutes, she was dripping into my rima oris. As that was going on, Dakota was now moaning quite loudly as she thrust her sweet finespun pussy on my cock. I could feel the walls of her pussy clamp down on my manhood. I felt her lean forward into Jill. They began a tenacious sultry kiss. Just for fun I reached up and tweaked mammilla of both Jill and Dakota. As I was giggling to myself, I suddenly felt a pair of hands squeezing my balls. Curiously, I didn't find it quite as funny any longer.

As Dakota reached an orgasmic peak, she removed herself from my cock and pulled Jill over my cock. Jill began to thrust herself up and down on my cock with a purpose. I could find Jill's sweet pussy also spasming on me. As I felt Jill get through an orgasmic crescendo my pelvis became suddenly wet from her kitty juice.

We continued like that for more than an hour before the dame finally focused on me. Both of them began licking and sucking my cock and testicle. Every now and then they would arrest and have an erotic candy kiss with me watching then go back to sucking my hammer. It wasn't too farseeing before I finally reached my own orgasmic pinnacle, but when I did, I spewed the cognitive content of my balls down Dakota's throat. She swallowed every drop of my man juice.

When it seemed as if we were at a stopping breaker point, the three of us got up and headed into the bathroom to shower down. Once again, the ladies took actual skillful care of me inside the cascade. They soaped up my dead body from head word to toe. They shampooed my hairsbreadth letting it sit for a couple of minutes before shampooing my pilus a secondly sentence. Finally, when they felt that I was sufficiently sportsmanlike, they put my underneath the shower down and let the hot water cascade down my body and onto the shower down floor.

In return, I began to lather up each lady taking forethought to be gentle. As I had Jill's consistence all soaped up, I put Dakota's head under the shower and got her haircloth wet for me to put a bit of shampoo into her hairsbreadth. I scrubbed and scrubbed. When I had her hair with adequate shampoo I went back to Jill and rinsed her off. Once the soap was off her consistence, I then shampooed her whisker.

As Jill was waiting for her hair to be rinsed, I moved Dakota underneath the shower and rinsed her hair before soaping up her torso. Finally, I got both peeress washed and rinsed. We turned off the exhibitioner and the three of us stepped back outside.

I took two clean-living fluffy towels and put one on each of the peeress. As I was gladly drying off my two ladies, I remembered the two Noel nowadays that I still had for both of them. As I finished drying them off, we went back into the bedroom to dress and once again, Dakota had to go to her room to get dressed.

Since the federal agency was closed, I still had to log onto the laptop and do some work. I put on a pair of short circuit and a White River tee shirt like I usually do. Jill put on a cute pair of daisy duke shorts and a tight tee shirt of her own to tire out. Once Jill and I were dressed we tapped on Dakota's door and let her hump that we were heading to the kitchen for breakfast. It only took about a second or two for her to unfold her room access and link up us going to the kitchen.

As we were walking down the hallway, Mom's threshold opened and Fred and she stepped out. They too were heading to the kitchen.

As the five of us got to the kitchen, Dakota made a beeline for the chocolate pot. After she poured herself a cup, I opened a lowly package of a peppermint candy candy cane and broke it in one-half and dropped it and a Hershey buss into her deep brown cup. She smiled at me and kissed me before taking a big sip of coffee berry. Jill followed courtship pouring herself a cup of coffee as well.

Fred, still being the man, poured Mom a cup of umber and himself a cup. Before I even reached into the fridge Sammy had poured me a methamphetamine hydrochloride of pineapple plant juice. The five of us sat down at the kitchen table chatting about Christmas and how wonderful it was being drama-free.

I heard the TV on in the tv way. I peeked around the corner to see Amy sitting and watching some chin-wagging show when suddenly my face appeared on the screen. They had various flick of Ronda and me acting like a boyfriend/girlfriend from our trip together. They had a banner at the seat of the picture titled ‘ Jaxson's man-about-town ’. I really couldn't be mad. Ronda and I did create like we were boyfriend/girlfriend.

Jill and Dakota both watched the snippet and rolled their eye at it. The composition on tv made me question should I ring Ronda or just leave things alone. I had been given advice to just forget things alone and she will fall back around. So far, I have followed that advice, but my brainiac tells me that I should call her but what would I say ? So, for now, I'll just leave matter alone.

I didn't see Mom and Fred looking over my shoulder joint when the rumourmonger show was on but Mom laughed out garish telling all of us how many times she would be out to the country club and they would take pictures of her having luncheon with another couple and the show would natter about her having an involvement with some madam's husband just because she wasn't there. Fred, always being the man just shook his head and smiled.

As I was finishing up my glass of pineapple juice, Sammy asked me if he could organize something for me to eat for breakfast. I asked him for one of his delicious omelets which he said he would suffer ready in about 10 second. Jill and Dakota both said that I should hurry before John wakes up.

Just as Sammy was beginning to groom my omelette, John the Evangelist and Diane came out to the kitchen. Jill joked that my timing was arrant. can asked perfectly for what and she told him me ordering an omelette before he came out. Everyone laughed.

John asked for his ‘ everything'omelette. Dakota chimed in to add the kitchen swallow hole as well so maybe John will be full on the beginning omelette. Once again everyone chuckled, including St. John the Apostle and Diane.

While my breakfast was cooking, I went upstairs to the place and collected my laptop. I brought it down to the dining room table. I plugged it into the bulwark socket and turned it on. Dakota sauntered over and whispered in my ear how very much she loves me and as usual just let her know if I need her to take care of anything. I kissed her passionately and gave her a trivial swat on her pantiless ass. She wiggled it at me and giggled as she walked away from me.

The gossiper thing on TV still had me chuckling. As usual, the press gets it wrong about 90 % of the time.

Jennifer came over to me and straddled my lap. For some reason, with her, it doesn't take much for me to get hard. She began kissing me and rubbing herself up and down my eubstance. She made me believe that she was an discover Christmas present. Actually, I think that this was the first prison term she had to try to refund me for the large incentive tab. I know that it is the biggest sum of money of money she has had at one time.

One of the things that I think about with her is being a single parent. Now, King John that I know now is much unlike from John just a few year ago. He had a scholarship to USC, but he screwed around and lost it. From there he applied to community college which he finished just as he came to work for me. Now he is married with a baby on the way. As I thought back to the night that I met John when I was dating Tina and we were at that IHOP. I remember that they were about $ 20 short and this rude waitress kept threatening them on calling the police. Finally, I covered their shortage and a span of months later Diane showed up at my door oblation to pay me back. I was quite impressed that she wanted to make the debt right again.

John has really matured from that guy who used the word piece of tail all the prison term to the man he is now. Married now with a baby on the way. He works really backbreaking trying to become a mini David, which I like.

Oh, he'll never be Dakota, but he is a fine replacement at least for a shortly while. I was happy with him on the Dallas stumble, he did a OK job acting as my assistant.

I've been thinking about the three ladies all lined up to have their baby. Diane in June, Dakota in July, and Jill either the end of Aug or around working class Day in Sept. I understand why Jill is trying to use BJ as much as possible to assist her.

CHAPTER 2

When I opened my laptop, I logged into the study email portal and once again was inundated with an incredible measure of emails. 811 of them to be exact and I knew it was going to take quite a while to get through them all.

As usual, I began with eliminating duplication emails, that took me down to 645. I scanned for unique emails to take up with. One of those came from Ms. beefburger in Dallas. She tells me that her territory is up by 12 % year over year in sales. She also talks about how she met with all of her managers and challenged them. She set the end to be 20 % increase year over year. She has met with each handler individually and they have each created a game plan to work from. She knew it was near the end of the twelvemonth so she anticipated that I would want an end of the twelvemonth update, which I do.

She also went on to tell me that all of the new dominion coach are working together to make their restaurants better. I looked at their financials and indeed every district in Dallas is now making money and showing positive sales increase. Although Dallas is far from being fixed, I liked the direction it is moving. I made a mental greenback that I wanted to reward Ms. Warren E. Burger for her knockout body of work and dedication to helping the other territory managers.

I sent the intact district team in Dallas a big thank you for working so hard and making Dallas a much better market place.

I received another email from one of the truckage handler. He is really gallant of selling the motortruck tires and reordering them at quite the gait. They are working their way through the list of individual haul driver who wanted the opportunity to buy the high-quality tires at the largely discounted pricing. He even went on to say that the recap tires for the trailer are hard to go on in line. As soon as they get a trailer full moon of retread, they are sold within 48-72 hours.

I sent the manager a big thank you for making this projection so successful. Again, I made a mental note of taking care of the trucking managers.

I saw an email from Rob, our IT guy. He was very thankful for the fillip that I sent him. He has been working diligently on the ID substantiation undertaking. Every time he comes across mortal who doesn't belong on the company's payroll department, he double checks and usually ends up eliminating them. So far, he as eliminated 143 people off the payroll department, something that I will accost after the start of the year. I sent Rob a great big thank you for all the hard work he has put in over the past times few months. I also sent Jill an email to ask her to replicate check that we have paid Rob all monies that we owe him.

I noticed an email from Roger Johnson. He began by telling me that there have been a disturbing number of tearing crimes at many of our Pinetree hotels. He has been working with local anaesthetic marketer to install higher quality video so it could be passed along to the local law enforcement. He also said in the email that he will be spending quite a bit of money in Michigan, Detroit, Hub of the Universe, and St. Joe Louis as those four market place are virtually unprotected.

Roger also went on to say thank you for the fillip balk being sent to him via overnight. He made mention that he has been seeing someone and the money will come in handy so he could buy her something nice.

There was an email from the protection camera company. They made honorable mention that I wanted them to hail back out and put high-end security tv camera at the back logic gate, which I do. I emailed them to call Amy and make an fitting so we can get this taken care of before the first of the year.

There were several Christmas electronic mail thanking the companies for giving them line of work and then paying their measure quickly. One of the things that Jill and I agree on is to make sure all of our vender are paid within 30 days of receiving their peak. We don't want any of our vendors to own to hold off a long fourth dimension to get paid.

In the mix of e-mail, I found one from our young woman Maddie who ran the Blue Jay ( Toronto ) she said she had a wonderful sentence with us and looks forward to seeing us again this coming year.

As I looked at the financials, our recording studio was losing money. I think that it is time to part ways from that patronage. I know that Mike Booker is running it so maybe he can find someone to purchase the business.

Oddly, I didn't have any financials for the vineyards that we own and in fact, I still haven't found out who put the vineyard in Jaxson, Inc. name with the section of Business.

As I couldn't obtain any further unique e-mail to translate, I began the tenacious trudging project of reading the ‘ read-only'emails. Once I read them, I deleted them. When I started reading them, I was down to 303 and it took a mates of hours for me to get that figure under 100.

I received an electronic mail from our national project handler who is on point in time to the project of upgrading the Pinetree hotels. He said that he has been getting some resistor from cosmopolitan manages as they don't want to be inconvenienced. I thanked him for the information and assured him that I will be addressing that with the general managers.

As the e-mail got down to 25, it dawned on me that I didn't give Dakota nor Jill their Christmas present. Now I felt like a part of crap. Hopefully, I will be forgiven.

I close up the laptop and take it back upstairs to the office. Once it was in the office, I headed down to my chamber to get the two delicately wrapped packages.

I brought them to the dining room table and ask Dakota and Jill to unite me. They sat where they usually sit, and I handed each lady a specially wrapped package. One of the ribbons was a atomic number 27 blue devil and the other one was emerald William Green. Dakota opened hers first. She gently pulled the ribbon to break it from the present. As the ribbon fell away from the package, Dakota gently took the paper off the package. Now we were down to just a rectangular flatbed jewelry box. Dakota opened the box to determine a 3-carat infield necklace which caused her to pant. At the Saami sentence, Jill opened her present only to find a alike 4-carat diamond necklace.

Both Jill and Dakota leaped into my implements of war and kissed me profusely. As I was being mauled by kisses the front door had someone knocking at it. Jennifer went over to the door and opened it carefully. There stood Ronda asking if she could derive in. Jennifer leaned back and yelled at me that I have a Edgar Guest at the front room access. I untangled myself from Jill and Dakota to twist and see Ronda, I waved her to come in.

Jill and Dakota both got up and said almost simultaneously that they are here for me if I need them. I kissed each one and got up to go greet Ronda at the breast door.

"Can we talk somewhere privately, please ?"Ronda asks in a serious manner.

"Absolutely. Is my bedroom private enough for you ?"I asked.

"That would be fine,"she says to me.

She takes me by the hand and leads me down the hall to my own sleeping accommodation. Once we are in there she pauses at the threshold and shuts it behind me. Something in my genius told me that this wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation. I went over to one of the play bottom and sat down. She followed me and sat next to me.

I just sat there not saying a word. I let her lead.

"David, I owe you a huge apologia and you don't even sleep together why,"she says to me.

She was right, I had no idea why she dropped the check on the tabular array and got up and left that day.

"What are you apologizing for ?"I asked.

"Cheating on you,"she says.

"How did you screw on me ?"I ask her. There is a big pause of silence before I realize her eyes are tearing up. I really don't know what to do. I put my arm around her and pull her into me. She puts her head on my shoulder joint and just leaves it there.

"Darling, how did you jockey on me ?"I ask again.

"Well, after we got back from the trip, you know that I went to my house to get some clothes and such. fountainhead, an old boyfriend was at my house waiting for me. He had brought a nursing bottle of wine with him. We had a few glasses of wine and I began feeling quite tipsy. He kept trying to be charming, but I was trying to push him away, but after several attempts by him I caved and I slept with him,"Ronda tells me.

I'm a bit stunned, but I'm not mad as we are not married, we were just trying to reach a baby together.

"Darling, I don't know what to say. I mean, I guess I understand that since you slept with your old boyfriend you didn't postulate me around. But that is where I'm lost. All you had to do was secernate me and I would have been fine with it. You're a grown woman who is beautiful and desired. Sleeping with an old boyfriend isn't cheating as I see it. I thought that I had done something wrong when you dropped the check on the kitchen mesa, got up and left without saying a password. Did I do something wrong there that made you do that ?"I asked her.

"No, in fact just the opposite. When I opened that beautiful envelope with that gorgeous writing on it my conscious came into play. I felt like such a heel sleeping with someone else when I asked you to help me make a baby. When I woke up the following dayspring, I cried for two hours. My ex just got up took a shower and left without saying a word. I'm neural that we may get made a baby and he's the concluding someone I want to make a infant with, as he is such an ass,"Ronda tells me.

"Then why did you slumber with him ?"I ask.

"haven't you ever made a mistake ? After three glasses of wine on an hollow stomach I succumbed to his ways to get in my pants and just like it used to be he was quite the ass,"Ronda tells me.

I sit there thinking about what she just told me. I know that I've been down that road not too long ago. We all make mistakes. I ask,"Did he hurt you at all ?"

"No, he's not overt with his ways, he likes to act as I came onto him when in fact it was the other way around. I'm such a fool, David. I ask you to do something that is very crucial to me and then I go and sleep with soul else. I would sympathize if you never wanted to see me again,"Ronda tells me. I pull her in tighter and kiss her.

"Darling, I love you. However, since there is a motion about that guy and you create a baby, I'm not going to slumber with you until you find out for sure that you two didn't make a baby. I hope you understand how I have come to this post,"I tell her before I lean in and kiss her again.

Ronda looks down at the trading floor as if she's defeated.

"Ronda, my feelings have not changed for you. I still am volition to prepare a sister with you. I just want to make sure that if your pregnant, it is by me and not him. I don't want you to end up carrying a infant that you don't want. I will ask something from you. Don't catch some Z's with him again. Don't have a bottle of vino with him, don't let him worm his way into your bloomers. If you need wine, I have 16000 bottle of it here. If you need love and fondness, you know that I am at your electric pig. All you have to do is film my bridge player and hug and snog me. I'm pretty comfortable,"I tell her.

"David, did you say 16000 bottles of wine-coloured ? How the Hades did you get that much wine-coloured ?"She asks me.

"well, it turns out that I now own not one, not two, but three vinery. They delivered 1500 suit of the recording label called Scomberomorus sierra. You wouldn't believe it but the delineation on the bottle looks exactly like Dakota,"I tell her causing her to giggle.

I pull her in tightly and severalize her that I love her. She is getting all teary-eyed, but I just hold her giving her time to gather her emotions. I feel a bit better than I had not done something to cause her to leave behind.

"So, what are you going to do with the check-out procedure ?"I ask. She shrugs her articulatio humeri not really saying anything.

"What do you cogitate I should do with the cheque ?"

"Well, if you really don't want the money, then donate it to a charity of your option. However, I would suggest that you just put it in your money box explanation that way you have emergency money should you postulate any,"I say to her. I see her thinking and though she doesn't say no to the estimation of donating the money, I think that she made the decision to observe the money just in case.

CHAPTER 3

Ronda and I held each other for more than an hour. We laid down on the play bed, but our clothes remained on our body. After a spell, Jill came into the room. She asked if everything was OK. I told her it was and that we worked everything out. Jill seemed relieved about that. After Jill chatted with us, we got up and headed back out to the kitchen. By this time Sammy and Bobby were cooking dinner.

Dinner consisted of homemade poulet potpies. Each one was in a white ramekin to falsify. It came with a stern cheekiness, a emollient filling and draw of vegetables along with a shredded couple of rotisserie wimp and of course a top crust. I had never smelled homemade potpies, but they smelled delicious.

As I was sitting at the kitchen table, Tina's mother Deloris came over and sat down in the president next to me.

"David, may I have a few minutes of your metre please ?"she asks.

"Of course. What can I do for you, Deloris ?"I ask.

"When I agreed to issue forth here, I was certain that you were this vulture because Tina told me of all the young noblewoman that live here with you. However, watching you over the retiring two days I see that it is not that at all. I see you working hard on your laptop. I see you hugging and kissing your wife Jill. I hear you encouraging the Lady to fix smart choices and I've chatted at duration with Melanie who thinks so highly of you that she nearly calls you her son. You treat her with respectfulness but you've brought her here to the due west coast rather than her living her life in a stodgy old sign on the due east coast. You've instilled lifetime into her. My opinion of you has changed completely and I just wanted you to recognise that"Deloris tells me in a straightforward manner.

"Well Deloris, that is very nice of you. I will ask something from you. Please go on pushing Tina to end up her studies at college. I have a job waiting for her when she's graduated. I think she would be a wonderful project handler for me, but not until she has graduated. Can you do that for me, Deloris ?"I ask her.

"David, you have a passel. I am sword lily to have met you and seen you in action. Now, when will someone acquire me back home ?"Deloris asks which causes me to laugh a bit. Deloris was pretty much out of spate, but I did see her sit with various of the ma'am and chat with them. I saw her public lecture to Jennifer for a mates of hours on Christmas day. I know that she loves her daughter, as we do also. I think that Tina going back to hold out with her mother for a while was something that Tina needed.

"Deloris, when would you like to head back to Phoenix ?"I ask her.

"As soon as possible. I know that Tina wants to stay here a bit, so you can post her along the day after your big party on New twelvemonth's Eve,"she says to me making me smile.

Before I even say anything, Dakota is already on the telephone set with the woodworking plane group. Melanie and Fred offer to escort her to the jet and then to get her home. I thank them for being such safe people. Fred is the one that continues to amaze me with his stoic ways and yet he seems to always have the right answer at the right time.

I get up and take a seat on one of the lounge in the TV room. Ronda sits right next to me and puts her head teacher on my shoulder. I caress her back making her feel more at home with me. Again, there is a bang at the front man door. Once again Jennifer carefully answers it. This time it is Patrick and Heidi. They came over to say hello and tell me how well things are going with them.

I pull them into the TV room, and they sit together, holding hands on the love seat. Patrick begins by telling me that they have really been enjoying each other since I put them together in my hokey subterfuge date. I laughed and said something to Jill who smiled and commented that they shouldn't encourage me. We all laughed about it.

I asked Patrick and Heidi to ride out for dinner party, but they already had dinner plans with Patrick's mother who lives out on the beach. As they got up, I wished them well and told them to not be unknown as they are receive here. I get a lot on the nerve from Heidi and thankfully just a handshake from Patrick.

Gospel According to John is now starting to tread. When he gets hungry, he is like a shark circling a lone natator. You can almost hear the Jaws music from the film. I hear can ask Bobby how long until the potpies are ready, he gets told about 20 more minute. bathroom says thank you and goes to sit by his wife.

Once again, I look around to see if anyone is missing and to me, I don't know where Belinda or Allison is. So, I get up and casually take the air over to the pool home and knock on the door. I knock a secondly time and then a one-third. No one answers. From there I walk over to the studio apartment and knock on that doorway. I hear movement inside. I turn the knob and walk of life in. Once again, there is Allison holding a camera and Belinda giving some voluptuous guy a blowjob. I just stand there watching and listening to Allison giving direction.

As the two actor reach their look for stopping point, the guy gets up and goes to put his dress back on. Belinda gets up, uses a towel to wipe off before she heads to the exhibitioner. Allison is checking the video footage before she realizes that I'm even in the studio. When she sees me, she hangs her head as if I'm going to scold her.

"What am I to do with you my darling ?"I ask Allison.

"I'm sorry. I had this one already scheduled before you altered our accord,"she tells me.

"Are there any Sir Thomas More schedule or is this the end one ?"I ask her. She hangs her head and tells me that there is one Thomas More scheduled tomorrow.

"dearie, you know that I want to do your life better, not harder, right ?"I ask.

She nods that she understands. I reach out to her and put my subdivision around her and then I hear something that causes me to click my top dog around.

"Allison dearest, I didn't know that your Father came to your shoots,"causing Allison to laugh out loudly as that comment was completely out of the blue and caught me by surprise. I thought about what the guy said and he's right. I am about old adequate to be her Padre, however, I like her a lot and just want her to puddle smart choices.

"darling, can you scream the worker tomorrow and natural ?"I ask. She says she will try to contact him right now which I am glad she does.

It takes her a duet of attempt, but she finally gets ahold of the male player and he is happy that the shoot is canceled so he can head up up to San Francisco to see a couple of friends.

I take Allison by the helping hand and sit her John L. H. Down on the sofa in the studio apartment.

"Darling, do you experience you still ask to preserve trying to make money shooting porn ?"I ask her.

"Well, I don't know what else to do,"she says to me. I put my arms around her and pull out her into me and just agree her.

"Darling, I don't want you to do anything. We have a big party coming up in a couple of days and I will need your supporter hosting it,"I say to her. She looks puzzled when I tell her that I want her to assist hosting the party.

"Who is coming to this party ?"Allison asks me.

"Lots and lots of your champion from college. We're expecting about 800+. Who knows you might even find a guy to bring in on as your boyfriend. I haven't played with you in quite a piece, but I would like to right now if you 're horny enough,"I say to her.

I lean in and start kissing her. As we are lip locked, I let my hands begin to cast over her body. I hear her moan into my back talk. I start unbuttoning her blouse and letting it fall to the floor. I feel her handwriting on my belt. She's unbuckling my pants. I, in turn, unbutton her jean boxers and pull up them down to the storey as well. She has cute little black panties which I pull off of her as well.

I stand up and let my boxershorts fall off of me to the story allowing my tool to be free. Allison begins to work up and down the shaft. She wraps her lips around the foreland of my hammer. I begin thrusting in and out of her sassing causing her to gag as my cock keeps touching the spinal column of her mouth. She is producing copious sum of money of spittle.

Once I feel my cock is wet enough, I lay Allison back on the cast and put her ankles over my articulatio humeri. I feel the opening to her sex and gently driving force into her."Oh, gawd David, I haven't felt you in so long. Fuck me hard make me your bitch right now,"she tells me.

With her ankle joint over my shoulder joint, it gave me much deeper access to her closely college puss. I keep pounding it as hard as I can possibly force. She is moaning and begging for Sir Thomas More. I take my thumb and put it into her mouth making her suction my thumb as my hammer is mercilessly slamming in and out of her very wet cunt.

With my other deal, I begin to pluck her pap. number 1 one then the other twisting and pulling on them making her squeal from the pain. I kept increasing my fucking of her offspring puss. In my drumhead, I know that if John was here he could persist in to sleep together her into submission. I kept fucking her and increasing my speed. Soon I was approaching Sasha modal value with my nookie of her tender cunt. She was begging me to let her cum as she took on the image of cent, her submissive alter ego.

I kept telling her that she was n't allowed to cum until I told her it was OK. She began to beg more and more to allow for her to cum. I just kept fucking her and ignoring her pleas.

I saw veneration in her face. I decided to allow her to cum.

"Ok, centime you may cum now,"I tell her. It was almost as if her kitty-cat heard the words because she began cumming so hard that I could feel all the wetness her pussy was producing on my pelvis. I kept up the Sasha spirit level of fucking her dulcet picayune pussy.

"centime, do you want to cum again ?"I ask as I'm just hammering away at her womanhood.

"OH, GAWD YES, PLEASE pa LET ME CUM AGAIN,"she begs. I thrust one final time into her and just take hold my cock as deep into her as it could get. While it was recondite in her, I reached down and began playing and pinching her clit which just sent her over the edge once again.

"OH, GAWD pop, I LOVE HOW YOU MAKE ME CUM SO HARD. NO ONE rich person EVER MADE ME CUM AS MUCH OR AS HARD AS YOU DO,"she says to me making me smiling. There is just something erotic having add up control over her body. She willingly accepts all the cum that I want to put into her. She will do anything that I want from her and she shows me all the philia that she can.

My intellect decides that I should be a bit devious with her body. I pull out of her pussycat and with virtually no warning I force my dick into her ass. She just lets out one long groan as she cums repeatedly. I keep fucking her ass until I finally feel my own pinnacle approaching.

"Penny, here I cum, you need to beg me for all my cum,"I say to her.

"OH, GAWD papa, PLEASE spring ME ALL YOUR CUM. I LOVE YOU SO often, PLEASE, PLEASE springiness ME YOUR CUM. make ME YOUR BITCH,"she says to me. Once I hear the words bitch, I begin to sprout all the cum I have into her ass.

"DO YOU FEEL MY stopcock FILLING YOUR ASS WITH HOT STICKY CUM ?"I ask her.

"OH YES pop. filling ME, I AM YOUR slut,"she says as I'm dumping all I have into her. It's been a while since I've fucked anyone with this a good deal force, but it is a nice treat to hear her beg me for all that I have.

As I look over her shoulder, I see Belinda standing there. She is playing with herself as I'm fucking Allison. I look at her and command,"Get over here and clean my cum out of her,"

Belinda responds and gets down on her knees to begin sucking my cum out of poor Allison. I pull my cock out of Allison and wait for Belinda to clean it off. I reach down and pull Belinda's pegleg over my shoulders as well. I push my cock into her slit with virtually no preparation. Belinda holds her snatch lips apart as my turncock goes deep into her.

"THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT MY DEAR ISN'T IT ?"I ask of Belinda.

"OH, GAWD YES. FUCK ME, HARD pop. I'M YOUR willing SLUT,"she says to me as I begin to know her pussy just as hard as I was fucking Allison's Whitney Young pussy.

I'm thrusting in and out of her repeatedly. I hear her cum once, then again, and finally a third time.

"Now clean pa up. direct your baby making juices off my turncock,"I say to her. She uncouples herself from me and slides down the sofa to put my cock into her backtalk. She begins to nurse and lick all my putz cleaning up our mixed cum off of me. Allison drops down and begins to soak up the cum out of Belinda. Watching Allison lick the cum out of Belinda and watching Belinda clean and jerk my cock was just an unbelievably sexy thing to see.

After several minutes we all settle down. I kiss each of my play partners. In my pass, I was excited to fiddle with Allison. I know that Belinda is seeing someone but, in my principal, I think the guy is an half-wit. But that is yet to be proved.

I collapse onto the couch. Both Allison and Belinda put their heads on my pectus. I begin to just caress their binding telling them how practically they mean to me. I find myself strangely attracted to Allison. I don't know if it is because she's a unforced submissive to me or that she is so young and beautiful with an astonishing soundbox. No matter what the rationality, I find myself attracted to her.

After the three of us lay together on the lounge for a while, I get up and the two ladies follow me back to the briny house. I ask Belinda to lock the studio. She turns around and locks the threshold from the inside and pulls it tight.

The three of us go inside the main house. Tina comes over to me to tell me that her Mother, Deloris, had left but to recite me that she really enjoyed the Yule here.

Once the three of us were inside, I knew I let fourth dimension get away from me as John was eating his third chicken potpie. I leaned into Dakota and Diane and asked them what they thought about the meal. Both ladies said that they enjoyed the home-made potpie. I went over to the fridge and pulled out three bottles of piddle and handed one each to Jill, Dakota, and Diane. They all smiled and graciously accepted the bottle.

I sat down at the dining room table and Sammy gave me a plate with not one but two potpies. I guess he pulled a couple digression for me to eat. As I ate them, they were by far the best potpies that I have ever had. I thanked Bobby and Sammy for the delicious dinner. We still had spate of left-over wedding cake. Everyone was taking large gash of cake after they were finished with the main course.

The following couple of Day proved to be lull, which suited me just fine because I knew the madness that was approaching.

CHAPTER 4

The eve of NYE was a day that made me flighty. Everything had to be in place. We had to stimulate call after yell to ensure things were going to get that day. coke told us that they would have a hand truck drib off the 100 cases late in the good afternoon, which annoyed me.

The fuckup that was delivering all the rib and chicken showed up early in the break of the day at about 9 am, which was perfect. Bobby and Sammy called the 6 chefs to arrive about that same prison term. Sammy really took over. He divided the 6 chefs into 3 squad of 2. For about 90 minutes one of each couplet would be outside grilling ribs while the other one was inside helping make side dishes.

Bobby was making Imperial gallon after gallon of BBQ sauce. Sammy was par-cooking the costa to make that much meat easier to cook. When they had the ribs cooked, they put them into tin foil pans and covered them to keep open anything off the kernel. Sammy had cleared out the three professional-grade refrigerator in the big kitchen. He even moved the side, such as potato salad, macaroni salad, colewort slaw, and beans in gallon containers to the two refrigerators in the third gear kitchen.

About 11 am we received a notice that someone was at the outer gate wanting admittance. We looked and saw that it was the produce people that Bobby requested. Amy took control of directing where the big truck was to be until all their substance were removed and put inside the family.

Bobby had ordered 20 bushels of corn on the cob. He figured that with 50 capitulum in each bushel we would probably let just enough corn. The size grass that Bobby and Sammy produced just amazed me. I know that I spent many years in the eatery line, but when you move all that professional stuff to a private house it makes matter seem different.

As the BBQ chefs outside rotated with their partner inside the meat was getting cooked and outside just smelled delectable. I had to keep both myself and John from just grabbing a slab of ribs and sitting down and eating.

All the ladies had Book of Job assigned to them. Jennifer, Donna, and Paula were assigned to shucking the maize and cutting it into about 4"slice. BJ and Danni were responsible for washing and peeling potatoes. Sammy had ordered nearly 200 pounds of Solanum tuberosum from the produce caller. Allison's job was to open can after can of Bush's baked dome. The chefs had bought the # 10 sizing can. Once the can was open, the cognitive content were dumped into a prominent plastic container to bear the beans to hold back for heating on NYE.

When Coke finally showed up Amy had them roster case after case through the theater to out back. It became John the Divine's job to put the sodas into the tank and cover them with ice. The ice companionship joked with us to try not to inject up another truck, but they were good about how nice it was that we got their hand truck fixed in less than 10 days.

I had ordered Budweiser and Bud ignitor to have about 50 cases of each. Which ended up having to broadcast Tina and bathroom to the store to buy 30 More tank. John drove his motortruck and Tina borrowed Jennifer's truck.

The certificate party showed up threefold checking that we still wanted them to provide lots of security both inside and outside the sign of the zodiac. I also asked for three officers to police the parking lot until about 9 pm as I didn't want them to pretermit out on NYE. The people who were going to patrol inside the house would be here until 2 am.

We all discussed that there actually would be 4 NYE midnights. Eastern, Central, Mountain, and Pacific. The sanitation society delivered nearly 75 large Rubbermaid trash containers. They parked a truck outside in the court so as we got loaded up with Methedrine bags, we could empty the container and zip tie the bags and lead them out to the truck.

The pool guys stopped by and put a vauntingly dose of Cl in each pool to hygienise it ahead of time. They suggested that soon we change from freshwater pond to saltwater consortium. I told them that today was not the day to try and pitch that to me but contact me about mid-month and we'll talk.

Jill, Mom, and Fred got assigned to shredding cabbage for the borecole slaw. They shredded nearly 500 heads of Theodore Harold White loot and 75 heads of red lolly. There were many cases of restaurant grade mayo to progress to the slaw, the potato salad, and the macaroni salad.

The chefs that rotated inside were boiling potatoes and macaroni to fix the salad mixing.

I leaned into Dakota's ear and postulate if we have Saint Patrick's mathematical group scheduled for cleanup on New Year's Day. She said it was all set up, they were to get in with 50 people about 9 am. Dakota also said that Amy went to the shop and bought 80 box seat of garbage purse.

While things were going on, I asked everyone if they would just like to have pizza for dinner. It was a unanimous yes ! I called pizza Hut and ordered 60 bombastic pizzas. 15 high mallow, 25 pepperonis, and 10 Meatlover and 10 Supreme. They told me it would be close to two hours, but I didn't charge we would accept dinner party made for us.

I went upstairs and locked the authority doorway. I went down the hall and made sure the Red doorway was locked cockeyed and it was. I spoke with Amy asking her to check on everyone's vehicle making sure it was safely in the service department and that the garage was securely locked down.

It dawned on me that we probably needed towels for the masses who would be using the pool. I called Target, Walmart, and JC Penney's to club a total of 1200 towels. 400 from each, unfortunately, Penney's couldn't fulfill the order. I called aim and Walmart back and they both told me that they would have all the towels here by 11 am tomorrow morning. I gave each of them my credit bill to pay for it all.

As promised, two hour later three pizza Hut device driver showed up with all the pizza. I had them bring the pizza into the dining room and lay them out. I signed the receipt and gave each number one wood a $ 100 bill. They all expressed their appreciation.

I told everyone as they come to a stopping point to come get some pizza. Surprisingly, John was the first-class honours degree one but what was nice to see was him getting Diane pizza before himself.

I went outside to the chefs that were on the grills and told them that we had pizza delivered so there was food for everyone to eat. They thanked me and went inside to get a span of slices each.

Jill stopped shredding cabbage to ask me if we had adequate plastic crotch. I told her that we have nearly 3500 plastic forks and that I believe that we have plenty. She giggled, kissed me and went back to her cabbage.

Mom and Fred were so cunning shredding cabbage. I really don't think that Mom has worked that hard in many years, but she seemed to be enjoying it. She would poke wretched Fred in the ribs and then kiss him on the nerve.

I asked Dakota about the DJ and the music. She said it was all set up and to not worry my fiddling head about it. Dakota always anticipates my needs and does a great job taking care of me. As the afternoon rolled around the DJ showed up. Amy showed him where he was to set up outdoors. He just kept saying that the menage was larger than most clubs that he worked in. That made me feel good.

I met with the DJ and chatted with him about his euphony choice. He had everything worked out. I called Dakota, Diane, and toilet over to face over the list of medicine to build surely we were going to be a hit with music. I reminded the DJ that we will be having 4 NYE midnight celebrations and we need to be cognizant of the time, so we don't miss any of them. He assured me he knew what he was doing.

Jennifer stopped preparing maize to come to ask me how we were fixed for butter for the corn whisky. I was without an resolution. I looked at Bobby and Sammy. They told me that they had 250 Irish pound of butter in one of the fridge in the third gear kitchen. I thanked them for taking aid of that. What a huge issue it would ingest been if we had 1000 ear of corn whiskey and absolutely no butter.

I asked Sammy if they were going to take in any afters or just skip it. Sammy said that he already had 25 gallons of banana tree pud made. Of course, I had to ask about spoons, once again I was told to not worry that it was covered.

Diane came over to me and asked if some of the hoi polloi could work fireworks. I told her not. I didn't want drunk college shaver burning my house down because they didn't know how to properly use the pyrotechnic. Besides CA had a pyrotechnic ban to forbid any fires from starting.

As the moolah three finished, I moved them over to help BJ and Danni to launder and prepare potatoes for cooking.

The DJ came over to me asking if he could suffer a beer or two tomorrow nighttime. I told him that I'm OK with him having a beer or two, but please keep it under control. I did not need a drunk DJ. He promised that he wouldn't get sot. I also asked if we could get some Saint Bruno Red Planet, somebody that I liked. The DJ was amazed that someone my age even knew who Bruno Mars even was.

I went around to all my syndicate. I asked them for their gun as I wanted to lock up them up in the gun safes. I didn't want anyone to have access of any kind to our firearms. Each person went to their bedroom and got me their weapon. I asked John to serve me carry the firearms to the safes to keep them locked down.

As most of the preparation was coming to an end, I retreated to my sleeping room. I pulled several thousand clam out of a safe and started putting it in envelopes that I wrote citizenry's names on. I figured that tomorrow morning when the mortal arrived, I would give them their pay in advance, so they didn't have to incur me to get paid as NYE was over.

As the ribs were being finished up, I grabbed St. John the Apostle and a slab of rib and sat outside on the sharpness of one of the syndicate to eat some ribs. St. John the Apostle and I were in guy heaven. There were 11 rib on the slab. I took 5 and gave him 6. We just sat there like a couple of kids figuring out a way to farce our faces with BBQ rib. Dakota and Diane both came outside to the pools and kissed us. We made certain that their faces were covered in BBQ sauce. They sat down following to us and looked exhausted. For the following yoke of hr, everyone finished up their assignment and came out to the pool. Jennifer and Paula didn't take no for an solvent when they asked for a rib. Saint John the Apostle and I weren't going to percentage, so they just reached over us and took a rib each. All John Lackland and I could do was laugh. Even Mom and Fred laughed seeing the Lady not taking no for an answer.

Of path, Dakota went inside and grabbed another slab of rib and brought it out to the pond. She went around to everyone cutting off a rib or two but purposely snub John and me.

All the ladies were having a damn of time watching St. John and me getting ignored by Dakota. Once all the ribs were dealt out to everyone, I pulled Dakota in tightly and then tossed her cute picayune ass into the pool. That she didn't expect, but it made everyone laugh loud.

I got up and thanked everyone for their hard work. I promised that this party will be epic and all of the college co-ed would be talking about this party for days to come. As I walked around the pool, I thanked everyone individually. Just as I leaned down to kiss Jill, someone came up from behind me and agitate my ass into the pool as well. When I came up from underneath the water, everyone was laughing at me and I saw my darling Dakota standing there with her hands on her coxa laughing at me.

I told everyone to get to bed early on as the day tomorrow would be long but fun.

After my speech, everyone got up and went inside. I grabbed Dakota and jokingly threatened to toss her back into the pocket billiards, but I didn't. Instead, I kissed her passionately. I whispered into her ear that I loved her and want her to be safe tomorrow. She said she would not be too far from me the entire day.

CHAPTER 5……THE party

Some of the college Kid began arriving at about 1 pm. The chefs arrived once again at 11 am. I gave each of them their pay envelope and thanked them for their hard body of work so far and what is yet to come. One of the guy opened his envelope and asked me why the modification in the correspond amount of pay.

"fountainhead, I know that all of you have worked so hard so far and will shape hard again tonight that I felt it proper to increase your pay,"I tell them. They all thank me for the increase in money.

Amy took a position at the front door. As people arrived, she handed them a tag and a dim marker. They had to write their figure on the tag and hand her their headstone. She put the two together and put them in a box. They asked when they could get their Florida key back, Amy explained that no one will get their Francis Scott Key back before 10 am tomorrow which seemed to let down a couple of people.

One thing that I noticed was that the firm was filled with a pleasant-tasting flavour of BBQ rib. Sammy and Bobby were laying out pans of food. costa, noodle, potato salad, macaroni salad, and grilled crybaby.

I thought about locking the three master suites to keep snoopy people out of them. I went down the hall and locked each bedroom. I found Jill, Dakota, and Mom to let them all know that I locked all three of the bedchamber, but I have a set of keys if they need to get into one of the bedrooms.

I asked Jill if our surprise invitee was still coming. She said she hadn't heard anything to change that.

I went over to our DJ and asked to play some Pitbull and some capital of Cuba brownness. Once again, the DJ was floored that I even knew the names. He promised that he would be playing some of them as the night kept going. I asked if all his equipment was set up and gear up to go. He assured me that everything was fix, and it would bulge out jump in about an minute or so. I was now getting excited.

For the first sentence in a long, longsighted sentence I popped afford a Bud Light and took a big swallow. John Lackland came over to me and asked who I was as the David Greene that he knew hasn't touched a pearl if he knew him. I just smiled and put my arm around my protégé and told him that tonight would be epic. As far as John was concerned, it already was epic.

St. John the Apostle reached into the Bud Inner Light cooler and grabbed one as well. The beer made me think of something. I went over to Amy and asked her to stop IDs and put a big ignominious X on people's manpower that weren't old enough to drink.

As people started arriving in Ralph Bunche, I sent BJ and Danni over to the presence doorway to help Amy. I also sent two 5-gallon buckets as the box she had was filling up fast. When the guest wrote their name on the ID notice, Amy would garner their keys and zip tie them together and chuck them into the box, or now one of the buckets. As the guest were writing their name on the cards, she gave the same speech to each chemical group that they would get their keys back tomorrow about 10 am and not before. They are welcome to UBER menage tonight, but no keys would be given back out until tomorrow.

I felt my phone buzz. I opened it and saw that it was Patrick and Heidi. I wished them a happy New Years and they said the Saame to me. I invited them to the political party, however, I heard a giant pause. I laughed and told them that they were welcome to come to see 800+ screaming partying college college girl. Once they heard that they thanked me for the invitation but declined to laugh.

I saw group after group arrives at the front door and Amy give the same language repeatedly about the tonality. BJ and Danni helped but they didn't give any speeches.

By 7 pm food was flowing well, we had plenty of rib and sides. The DJ had the house jumpin'and everyone seemed happy. I did see one of the guys keep on with Dakota. She kept pushing the guy away and try to walk away but he kept after her. This caused me to come up to her aid.

"Is there an topic here ?"I asked.

Dakota stepped behind me.

"No worries ‘ dada, I was just having a good time with the girl,"

"well, I don't think she was having a good time with you. Right now, you have two choices. Number one, apologize to the young lady and act more like a valet de chambre. Number two, leave. There is no option three,"I say to him.

He stands there for a couple of instant. Then he says,"Ma'am I apologize for bothering you,"

Dakota replies,"You're forgiven, just don't do it again,"as she turns and take the air away. He was ready to say something at her, but he didn't get the opportunity. I reached into the beer cooler and popped spread out a beer and told him to revel the party.

Jill came over to me and told me that our special invitee was here. I went towards the front room access. Amy was still giving the speech to the great unwashed when she stopped and lost her breathing place. She couldn't say a word. I went over to the door and welcomed our client. person in the bunch yelled out that Pitbull was here. The unharmed room stopped.

Now Pitbull was a delightful guy and very personable. He went over to the DJ and asked if he could use his equipment. The DJ gladly handed it over to our guest. Pitbull put the headphones to his ears as he began the call. It only took about 30 second base and the stallion universe of the house was jumping to the medicine that was being played. I saw lots of speech sound come out to take pictorial matter of our melodic Guest. After five birdsong, I went over to Pitbull and thanked him we did the man hug thing. The DJ was completely floored with the level of guest that we had. Pitbull was quite the man. He posed for many motion-picture show before he left.

As we approached the east glide midnight, the countdown had everyone smooching and kissing. When the east slide hit midnight, our house went screwball. The DJ had everyone jump once again.

The next time of day, the central fourth dimension zone brought the planetary house down once again. I heard several splashes in the pool but boilersuit it was just more celebration. I walked around and kissed all my family. I kept Dakota and Jill close by. The guy that I had an issue with former never gave us military issue again.

When we hit the great deal midnight, the house was jumping once again. However, I noticed that many of the girls clothing became Thomas More and Thomas More scarce. I really didn't caution as they were all grownup, but at least they were looking for unused bedroom in with to fornicate in. I just laughed.

When we reached the W coast midnight, there was a vast silence before we rang that Vanessa Stephen for a New year's. I kissed all my family that I could get to and wished them a happy new class's.

I roamed around the sign of the zodiac just enjoying the company. We had fry eating. We had Kyd drinking, and we had almost of them jumping to the euphony. I sat down at the dining room table and made myself a crustal plate of solid food. As I was eating a twain of costa, Jennifer came over to me and leaned into me and whispered if I knew a Michael Greene.

"Yeah, that's my son,"I said to her.

She said that I needed to turn around then. When I looked at the front room access, there stood my son Michael.

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