House Of Evil

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impossibly deep into the girl's white belly. The lust-crazed trio thrashed wildly for several more
moments and then disengaged, the two men falling back on the mattress, panting, their naked bodies
gleaming with sweat.
Later, the party resumed on an even less formal scale than before, the guests going off in pairs or groups
to fuck and suck each to delicious orgasm. Nadalee and Newton were surprised to find themselves the
most popular people at the party, their status as servants having been disregarded by everyone present
... including George and Dolores Blackwell.
Chapter Nine
Three months later, summer was fading into autumn. Nadalee was alone in
the upstairs master bedroom, dressed in a gauzy white nightgown as she
perched on a cushion by one of the immense windows framing the
surrounding forest and the glassy blue lake in the background. She was
reading a letter that had been postmarked almost two weeks ago
somewhere in Morocco. Darlings,
Now that George and I have been scooting around the world for nearly three months, it's hard to
remember the last exciting thing that's happened. Anyway, we miss you both and look forward to seeing
you again in a few months.
If Newton, the dear, is still interested in buying a farm, perhaps you'll be interested even more in the fact
that George just bought two hundred acres in Norway.
We hope you're enjoying the house at Quail Lake.
You'll be receiving a check for expenses soon, since we've decided to
stay abroad a few months longer than planned. Love, Dolores
"Somebody's comin' up the road, Mrs. Parker," Braun announced from the doorway in his deep droning
voice, his close-set eyes roving over the luscious curves and swells of her young tempting body. She
smiled at the dumb brute as she patted Buck's head, laughing as the big dog wagged his tail happily and
tried to lick her face with his long red tongue.
Several minutes later, Newton appeared at the doorway with a sly grin on his face, his arms loaded with
packages he had picked up from the market during his trip that morning to the town fifteen miles south of
the lake.
"I thought we'd have John cook up something extra fancy for us this evening," Newton beamed as he
nodded his handsome head toward the parcels. "But hey, come on downstairs, honey, and meet the
young couple I saw hitchhiking about ten miles down the road. They looked like our kind of people so I
picked them up.... I guess they'll spend the night with us and leave tomorrow."
"That's what you've said the last two times, you horny bastard," Nadalee said in mock reproval. "I'm still
sore from the last time you brought home hitchhikers."
"Hell, baby, don't try to kid me. I was the one who drove poor Buck to the vet two days ago,
remember? I was the one who had to explain why his cock was hurting him-and it wasn't easy!"
"Oh, shut up, you beautiful man," Nadalee giggled. "And don't just stand there.... We've got guests
downstairs."
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