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Nicole certainly was enthralled with them, but me, a little less so. To be polite, Mitch didn’t appear to be Rembrandt. The characters were bizarre in some kind of abstract way. Some didn’t have noses. Some didn’t really have faces at all. They were all crudely drawn, some even hastily. Nicole was looking at the room like she was playing Where’s Waldo. Eyeing every detail, almost breathing in the moment. I decided not to pepper her with more black questions and do a little more of my own observing. I walked over to the bookshelf. So, what did the great Mitchell Baker read? Apparently Dickens. Like father like son. Either that or Mr. Baker just liked to keep his books in this room. “Your dad keeps all his Dickens books in here I see.” I remarked, trying to keep up conversation. I went back to observing the books before Nicole joined me. Upon seeing her, I turned to face her, and she did the same. “Dad never read a single Dickens book before Mitch passed on.” she told me in a warm, soft, sad voice. “This is Mitch’s bookshelf.” Oh. Well, I Hardcore tits suppose this was a great shot of perspective, running from my heart all the way through my body. So… Mr. Baker… that’s how he coped. He carried on his son’s legacy, or something. Through Dickens books. “I dunno how to feel about that.” I told Nicole honestly. She responded by wrapping her arm around my shoulder and rubbing it softly. “Neither do I a lot of the time.” she told me. “I don’t know why I talk to him. Hell, I bet if he were back within a few months I’d start to wonder sometimes why I missed him. He could be a bit of a jerk sometimes. He would…” she breathed heavily for a second. big “Sorry. He would shove me around, make me feel like a child, but he never stopped believing in me. I think you would have liked him.” “If you liked him, I think I would have too.” I replied, smiling at her. She smiled back. Silence huge fell afterwards. Out of boredom, I took out a copy of Our Mutual Friend and looked it over. “I haven’t even heard of half of these.” I mumbled to myself. Nicole followed suit, taking out a copy of Bleak House . “You should read them, they’re pretty cool.” she remarked. “I mean, they’re kind of boring if you compare them to today’s books, but if you take them in the context of their time period, they’re actually quite interesting.” I moved to put the book back when something caught my eye. In the space between books was something shiny, sitting on the further-back part of the shelf. She must've felt his hot breath on her face and heard him loudly panting in her ear. Nero had been a groom before. She buried to the hilt in me again and again. "The feeling was amazing, when I reached the kitchen I texted Caitlin: I did it! She didn’t resist me picking her up, but she big grabbed her tail and clung to it. Had the twins realized we were black in here having sex? Like, in a relationship. It was pure animal lust and desire on both our parts. Of course, I didn’t forget about my duties as Betty’s Master. I Hardcore released the head of my cock and watched the last of my piss squirt into her mouth. It was then tits I knew that she was definatly going to fuck him. I glance at the clock on the wall, it tells me that we have been huge in the Red Door room for two hours.