I know you’ll be happy there.’ ‘I’m sure I will,’ I said smiling up at him. ‘Will Jo’s parents be able to stay there?’ ‘Oh yes, ther...e’s plenty of room. I’ve asked Bernardo to give them the very best guest suite. I think they’ll be happy and they can stay as long as they like, make a holiday of it if they want. What about that Jo?’ ‘Well, I’ve only just told them about Lena getting married. I haven’t actually told them that it will be in Italy, it might come as something of a shock. They know. "You 'pear right strong, gal. You a worker?" Always has been," Mercy told her with a smile."Miz H-- in her room. Don' know where dat Lotty is. She ain't home much since the ole man died." Martha looked at me with a quizzical eyebrow."Wait here. Martha'll get you something to drink," I told Mercy and then galloped up the back stairs. Missy was all in black and admiring herself in her long, French mirror, fluffing out her cream-colored lace. I stepped behind her and held her by the breasts,. Finally, groaning with the pleasure of her, he slowly withdrew and then drove deeply back inside her again, pushing her down against the bed. Michael worked his cock almost completely out with each backward lift of his buttocks. He wanted to savor the way this beautiful young woman responded each time he slid inside her. As she lifted her hips to meet each of his thrusts, Juliette’s neck was becoming flushed. Her gorgeous tits became pink with her arousal as she gasped with each of his. ..Don't you, cunt?"Lucy stopped guzzling her mother's hot piss to answer. When she did, hermother's piss washed her face. Lucy slowly rolled her head side to side underthe hot yellow stream as it washed away the dried cum."Oohhh..Mommy!....It feels good now, Mommy. Oh yes!....Please listen to Mommy!.She's right!...I DO need my ass fucked hard. Fuck me!....Fuck this little slut'sass HARD!...Mmmmm....Harder!...Mommy! Make him fuck me harder Mommy! Please!Uugggh...Oh...So GOOD!....He's fucking.