The lamia’s pussy clenched down hard on my dick. I groaned at that sweet delight. Then she rose up my shaft, squeezing the entire time. Her pussy su...cked at my cock. I groaned at the wondrous feel of her cunt.“That’s better, slave!” Nathalie said, her braided pigtail spilling across her cheek as she smacked the lamia again.“Ride him hard, slave!” Greta added, her pillowy breasts pressing tighter against me as she added her own spank to the lamia’s red ass.“So hard!” Zanyia yowled and slammed her. " Perhaps there should have been a different mix for the beams," suggested Walter."No! Yes there are sheer stresses in beams but it's largely bending moment. I grant you that crush tests would show an inability to contain bending stresses but if the piles were good the beams should also be." I imagine you've discussed this with Tom Clifford," said Tony."Of course and he agrees with me." Wrong!" thought Tony. "You agree with him." I think we ought to get him up here," he said. "After all, he was. I was real horny now. She continued “ so you better go back to your room and finish it off”. Her words were turning me terribly on. I Said “ But Mom, I don’t think I can hold it till I reach the room”. She laughed again and said “ I don’t want you to mess up the kitchen”. saying this she threw a piece of cloth over to me. It meant she wanted me to masturbate right there and she didn’t mind.The thought was so exciting that I came that instant. Thanks to that cloth that I didn’t mess the kitchen.. I want to look wonderful for you. I will phone you when I leave the hairdressers. Could you run a hot bath for me when I call? I then can have a bath before I go to Edinburgh. I have also had my pussy waxed. It really is smooth. Lots of hugs and kisses, May xxx" I thought to myself that she was really doing a lot to please me and she now has Sue doing the work of telling everyone. May has probably phoned a high quality Funeral Director and put it the entire organisation into their hands. I sent.