"Victoria?" gasped Mark.She nodded and looked down at the floor."Didn't you recognise me?" she asked in a soft contralto voice that was little more th...an a whisper."Not immediately," admitted Mark. "I remembered a little blonde tomboy, usually dirty, and instead I meet a beautiful young lady." He bent forward and gently pecked her cheek. Victoria blushed and pulled away."Right," said Frances briskly but with her eyes dancing, "let's show you to your room. It's pretty tiddly but it's not as. I suppose so," I say as my eyes are still quite wide."I'll be gentle...the first several times, then we'll see," she smilesrather wickedly at me.I gasp even more as she fills me up, which leads to the most eroticnight I've ever had. I'm exhausted as she gives me a tender kiss andleaves early the next morning."Come on over to the set when you're able. You're a real doll! Bye!"I can only lay there in half a dream thinking back on the night we justspent.As I recover and am able to do more. Don's surname was Gillespie but he knew that way back his family was connected somehow to the Walton clan.Within a year, with the assistance of much assigned convict labour, the property had a huge vegetable garden, chickens, and the pairs of rabbits brought with them were fucking like rabbits and had become a staple part of their diet. They had brought along a few breeding sheep and also cattle. Oats, barley and wheat had been planted for future feed for more sheep and cattle which were coming. Sarah: God, you taste so good! (Slurp) I want you to cum down my throat!Me: Damn, girl! We might get caught.Sarah: Fuck that. Fuck my throat.Me: I don’t think it’s safe here.Sarah: Oh really? Would this change your mind?She got up off the floor and tongued me. I liked the way her tongue tasted. She kissed my neck and stroked my cock, and I bit her lip. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her hips. I ran my hands inside her shirt and played with her tits.She kissed me and twirled her tongue.