His reading suggested that far from making things better for Eilean by treating her always with love and gentleness, he might well be denying her some...thing her psyche needed. He had determined he could go some way to addressing that. He was never going to treat her brutally as her first husband had, but he could help her realise some of the things he now realised she really desired.As Eilean was thrusting into Fiona, Scott positioned himself behind her. Fiona was on her hands and knees, pushing. I pulled one leg opwn, and onto the floor so she was sitting open and exposed. She had matching red panties, and I could not help but shove my face in and take a good sniff. She smelled clean and just good pussy.My beer courage, and the fact she was completely in a XANAX coma, it was arousing to know I was in this room with a perfect shaped woman. I did not think of her as my step daughter, I thought of her as a street junkie, and I was going to do whatever I wanted. Fuck her, fuck it.I pulled. ”Leslie cuts in, “It’s Les, actually. Tim thinks of me as Leslie, which is fine, but most of my friends call me Les, it fits me more.”Tim is taken back as the woman who is like a second mother to him has always been Leslie to him. But then he remembers his mother used to call her Les. And Leslie, well Les, would call his mother named Cynthia, Cyn, pronouncing it ‘Sin.’ Les takes them into the dining room, thanking both for their offerings. She has Tim open the wine while getting the rest of. . when she was ready.Robert rolled on top of Charlotte, her dress had ridden right uparound her waist and he put his cock between her thighs. Charlotteclosed her legs and he began to hump her loins while he kissed her. Hefelt her smile."What are you grinning about?" he asked.Charlotte had remembered what William had said to her about getting-byby offering the occasional 'Oxford rub' to a generous upper houseman."Nothing. Kiss me." She pulled his face to hers.Robert kissed her passionately and.