“Oh good lord, must I?” Petunia protested but she knelt down and started to tentatively lick the spilled cum on Julia’s thigh. I entered gently and helped guide her down until I was completely sheathed. Eporner “The chair’s moving, we’ll break it!” I warned. “Daddy had the bailiefs in, he’s gone belly up, money wise and it’s all your fault.” Petunia ventured. Bertie, Lord Bartram had been one of my stockbroking clients and one morning in early 1930 his daughters Julia and Petunia, whom I had met briefly during my dealings with Bertie managed to track me down me at my new workplace the office attached to the club premises above 23 to 28 Bond Sreet,
“Hello, this is an unexpected pleasure,” I ventured. “Yes, you owe us, just a loan, till Daddy gets back on his feet.” Julia suggested
“So how will you repay the loan?” I asked
“Marry someone rich?” Petunia suggesed.
