She whimpered through gritted teeth, forcing herself slowly down until the reluctant aperture fully engulfed the glans, teeth parting to let out a pai...ned exhalation. Slow, deep breaths followed for a few moments as she willed herself to slowly push down further. This thing was a good 6 inches around at least, Zahra was pretty sure her arse was never meant to stretch that much, but she felt compelled to keep going, to fill herself with it, to satisfy him. She rose and fell, little by little, her. I grew closer to Father and became something of a Tom Boy, dressing in jodhpurs, sun helmet and carrying a pistol. Not quite the formal attire expected of the daughter of the Earl of Tredegar. I did return to more fitting dress whenever we were in England and the fashion of a plunging neckline and bustle saw many a young suitor become tiresome to me. Whilst in London we attended dinners and parties of the well to do but my mind was on other things. I ached for a new adventure and tired of roast. The sensation was intense. As Jane straddled Rob their crotches met and grinded into each other. Rob massaged her firm, soft ass as her hips gyrated on top of him. He spread her cheeks as he kneaded them and his fingers brushed along her crack. She was gasping and moaning and he knew he needed to pay her attention fast. Grabbing her thighs he slid her body up to his face as she straddled his head. His tongue was on her clit immediately as her knees were either side of his face and she leaned. I’m Brandy, how may I help you?” The woman on the other end of the line sounds cheerful and young. “Good morning, Brandy. I hope you’re doing well. I know this is short notice, but is it possible to send someone out today do a light cleaning at 263 Highland Ave, under the name of Kile Jones.” I can hear her fingers moving quickly, typing over her keyboard as I give her the information, so she can pull up my file. “Ah, yes, Mr. Jones, here you are. It looks like we do have someone free. How.