Her parents died suddenly and her father’s father wanted no responsibility caring for a slightly built, quite pretty young girl of marrying age. So ...the grandfather arranged her betrothal to the innkeeper’s son, Biff. Biff and Bess were about the same age, reasonably attractive and instantly attracted to each other. They joked that their children had no chance of having anything but black curly hair to complement their blue eyes. Wedding vows would wait another month, until the spring planting. That wish to have a flutter was understandable enough; it was their certainty that it was just a matter of finding the right method of selecting their prediction to ensure success that I didn't share. They had long discussions each week when they got the coupon from the Littlewoods agent about which matches were most likely to end in draws or away wins, and this seemed to me rather like using history to predict random outcomes.Their soon-to-depart housemate Chris had an amazing Afro hairstyle. She then started to caress my dick and she started to kiss my chest and she said “you want my back side” I kissed and said “yes, you have a sexy ass” she giggled and said “I am virgin there so be slow” I said “you will enjoy it”she slid down and started to gently suck my limp cock and she murmured “ let me make it ready for my anus” I said “ my dream of entering your ass will be fulfilled now” she giggled and said “ but be gentle”Soon I was hot and I made her doggy and stared lick her tight. I knew what to do from there; I had seen this happening every night. My friend was a freak and I was going to treat her like one. She liked it rough, and I would give it to her. She kept her legs around me as I moved my mouth to her ears and nibbled, my hands rubbing her bare breasts that hadn't seen enough attention so far. I felt her giggle and her head fell back as I licked her throat. Maria groaned a little and I loved it. One of my hands traveled down to her underwear and I rubbed it.