Jessica stared at me from across the table. She looked down at her food: fish and mashed potatoes. Then she looked back at me.I nodded my head at her.... "Get started."She slowly reached down, sticking one of her fingers into her potatoes. She licked that clean, then returned her finger, scooping some more to her mouth. She started using two fingers, eating more and more sloppily. There was a small amount of potato on the side of her lip, and her whole right hand was covered. Jessica was getting a. ‘Buckley!’ she squealed trying once again to get off his lap, but the more she moved the more contact her pussy made with his fingers. She pursed her lips and continue her struggle, trying to ignore his fingers, but it was no use and embarrassingly the friction was making her pussy wet. ‘Just what I like, wet cunt.’ he growled and for a moment Marguerite’s cheeks were aflame, the colour matching her fiery hair. Buckley plunged two fingers into her wet pussy and Marguerite’s head came back. I went in all the way up to my balls and started shafting in and out full length. After a couple of minutes May started to moan and clutch at me with her hands and I felt her pussy tighten onto my cock. I felt myself getting close and slowed down to pull out but she said, “Don’t stop” so I pushed the getting close feeling down and kept going. I was in serious danger of shooting my load inside her when her back arched, she moaned and the door opened with our mum walking in on us. I pulled my. He appeared to be a kindly sort, his white hair and beard disheveled from his jog. He was dressed in his traditional bathrobe-like garment, although it looked subtly altered to account for the single-digit weather we were experiencing. He was smiling warmly, and his eyes twinkled with a youthful zeal that simply did not correspond to his otherwise wizened visage. "You're really him, aren't you?" I finally sputtered. "You're the SRU Wizard." "One and the same," he said, bowing deeply. .