“No, I should prefer the Bordello,” Sophia admitted. We lay quietly for a while, “I suppose we could have a weeks trial?” I suggested
“Perhaps Grayson could join us?” she suggested. Porn vedio The blackamore removed his shirt and slid his leather shorts down, his huge black prong reared proud from his bare shaven smooth crotch where the faintest scar showed where his balls had once hung. I allowed Chantel her pleasure, it was no hardship, though I fancied I should enjoy Michelle’s tight brown bud before I bade them farewell and returned to Sophia and the misery that was my marriage bed. “Not so fast, stand aside girl,” I ordered as with breeches cast aside I threw my shirt upon a chair and went to mount Sophia entirely bare. “Saturdays, I shall have my treat in the Bordello,” she explained, “Two gentlemen at one time.”
“You are deluded, quite mad!” I declared. Sophia was well bred, some would say hansom, I suppose her mounds and hips were quite presentable though I own in nigh on a year of marriage I had never seen her dis robed, nor uncovered by bed clothes, but she was such a cold woman, passionless, and cold that even when I visited her bed, as like as not on a Saturday evening, she kept the counterpaine firmly around her neck
