I want them available all the time, wherever they are.''Cor, yer don't want an 'and 'ere do you? It would suit me fine.' Said Charlie, licking his lip...s.'How old are you Charlie?' asked John.'63 an' fit as a fiddle'John laughed. 'Aye, maybe, but can you still get it up. As you get older it takes longer and longer, surely.''Not me, it don't. I can still manage, given 'alf a chance. I could still do that girl of yorn'. He boasted.'Tonight you will get your chance, and if you succeed I will get you. “No, you don’t. Mum’s dead but her story’s not over. I’ve had this stuck feeling ever since she passed. I have to know so I can move on.”“Okay, Catherine. That is your right.” I got up to leave.“Lawrence, can I take your number? I may want to speak to someone about this. I don’t think I can face the rest of the family.”“Of course.” I took her phone and dialed mine. It buzzed in my pocket. She smiled.This time she let me stand. “It was a very considerate thing you did. Let me thank you on behalf. As I'd done with AmandaI the pushed her onto her front on the hallway floor and pulled her shoes andjeans off and bound her ankles together. She was mine; I could feel a sense of relief flood over me. I'd done it, gottwo girls at my mercy, and I was going to have the time of my life. I pulledRosie to her feet painfully by her hair. ?Well, shall we go and see where Amandais?? then I hoisted her onto my shoulder and carried her through to the bedroom. The look on Amanda's face as I came in. When I started to squirm away he held me down. I didn't just feel the pain in my ass, it jolted over my legs and through my very spine as though I was being split in half. I grunted in pain and his massive black hand covered my mouth and he took my ass by force. My tears mingled with the cum glaze he left and flowed over his thick fingers as he made my ass his. Not tears of terror, tears of pain and pleasure.He released his grip on me when he realized I was backing my ass into his black cock..