I said ok fine...see you in a bit. Three hours pass by and I return home and then when I enter the house and go towards the kitchen, I don't see anybo...dy in there...Everything looked neat and tidy in the kitchen. I guess she was done with cooking and could smell the aroma of her delicious cooking which I always do and then go towards the living room to see if Bob was there. I see nobody in the living room and the lights were off, so I switch it on and take a seat on one of the sofas and wait. A. Wider and wider until she was fully exposed. The butcher said we should all fuck her before we start, but we had to come on her face not inside her as that would spoil her flavour. NO prob there. Angelas dad was too old he said to fuck her so as he watched the butcher push his cock inside his daughter he shot the first load of come over his daughters face. Her mum was standing by her daughters head and her job was to scrape all the spunk into her daughters mouth so it wasnt wasted. Angela. Those early birds had brought a picnic lunch and planned to make a full holiday of it. The day was a real rarity for NMT, it was overcast, but not enough to dampen any spirits. The visitors stands and outhouses had been constructed days before, so there were places for the early birds to wait. The children were amused by being given rides behind the mechanical mule until it was needed for its real job of moving people from the complex to the grandstands.The speeches started on schedule and and. Suddenly she was aware again of the waves of lechery emanating from so many men. How vulnerably naked could they make her feel?"They told me the girl plays the violin. Where is it? Bring her one." Very well, Your Maleship."The lackey returned, with the most beautiful of old Italian violins.Lovingly, Lacie held it in her arms. Forgetting her nudity she started to play. But once the notes of Scheherazade's theme soared from her instrument her nakedness became again a source of delight. Even more;.