Chapter 728 A New Georgy-girl:>Ep24

• Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Georgy grabbed my hand and yanked me down the corridor to the guest suite, the 'Blue Room', so called because mother, as a joke, had once put Georgy's blue Donald Duck vase with a spray of silk roses in it on the mantelpiece and declared that "we now have a 'Blue Room', just like Hampton Court!", and the name stuck long after the joke had been forgotten. Guests were sometimes puzzled why it was 'The Blue Room', seeing as there wasn't any hint of blue in there, but it would have been impossible to explain, so we didn't. The name may have been a joke, but the huge, luxurious four-poster bed with the Damask drapes and lush brocade counterpane was anything but.
• Georgy yanked me into the room and planted her lips against mine; I was trapped, what could I do? Of course I kissed her back as hard as I could, while Mister Hands explored her tight, sexy little bottom; I'm not daft, and I know the perfect set-up when I see it. Georgy wriggled against me, grinding against a part of me that really appreciated it.
• "Oo-er, naughty soldier-boy wants to play, does he?" she husked, grinding even harder, so I slipped my hands down the back of her jeans so I could cup her hot little bottom and squeeze it a little.