Sentence The Fourhundredandsixtyfirst

“We're Home Free,” said Larry 'Knickers' Lauderdale, putting down his mobile phone and grinning at the group of men and Christiane, sitting around the room – well, the men were sitting, while Christiane was kneeling between Sir Parlane's legs, preoccupied with his cock, and Knickers felt

strangely put out by that, she was his Wife, after all and while he had never felt possessive of her before and had shared her with his friends for years, without any hint of jealousy, it was the strong bond which seemed to have arisen between her and MacFarlane (or was it the strong cock that had arisen between MacFarlane's legs that he was jealous of?) which had begun to rattle him; no, he shook the thought away, and continued: “it seems the rozzers have blown it – or Special Branch, anyway – they hadn't crossed all the teas and dotted all the eyes on their warrant and have had it ripped up by the Chief Constable, so Ralphy is on his way home, well, not immediately, he's gone to stay with the Duke of Albany for a few days, while the decorators clear up the mess my lot left in the House,” Sir Parlane sat up straight, resting his hands on Christiane's head as he stared at Knickers: “the Duke is still alive?” he asked, “well, yes, Sir Parlane,” replied Knickers, “but it isn't the old boy you used to know, just one of his descendants, but he is a suffragan Member – of long standing, if you get my drift,” and MacFarlane acknowledged what had always been the most notable feature of the Albany lineage, something to be envied by other men and perhaps feared by women, and he gave an involuntary grunt as Christiane's tongue began a dance across the bead of his cock and he felt his

resolve stiffen: “enough woolgathering, already,” he aimed a long glance at the two Doubledays sitting on a sofa and watching Christiane's slightest movements and realised, really for the first time since he had awakened, that all of those in the room, plus several others beyond, were his – to use as he was usufructing Christiane: it was the simple right of possession which made them his gifts, and by God he was going to make the most of this chance!