Sit with us now and enjoy a belated noon meal. Oh, and pray let us know how your last months went!”Thomas helped Mirabel with her chair and sat at h...er side whilst one of the servants produced a China plate and silver cutlery for him.“Well, Hastings had us sail to Sardinia first, to look for Berbers, but chiefly for him to marry his Chiara...”“He did, didn’t he? Oh dear, he was smitten with her from the first evening.”“She has many charms, and she will forever remind him of his successes as. As Ronni shifted on his barstool, the small butt plug infiltrating his bottom greased hisprostrate and sent tingles through his body. Small droplets of precumwere leaking from his tightly restricted cock and dampening thenegligible fabric that passed for his panties."Oh, my God," thought Ronni. "What is this? What's going to happenwhen Greg sticks his meat up there?"Ronni snapped out of his dismay to catch Melinda petitioning Greg fora new, larger vanity."My current vanity is too small for. “I can’t leave you now. It’s too late. Now open your sweet pussy for me like a nice girl. Else I will break your legs, you whore,” Altaf screamed menacingly. She knew that Altaf meant business. So she parted her massive thighs and exposed her clean shaved cunt. Altaf pinned her down with his hands and positioned himself for entry.He put the tip of his cock at the tip of her vagina and with a gentle push it disappeared inside. He pushed harder as the huge rod slowly made its way inside mom’s. His boxers fell to the floor. His cock stood firm and expectantly, dripping with pre-cum. Slowly he moved towards her just as before, only this time it was his dick that moved in for the kiss. Contact was made and a sharp thrill flooded his groin. He stroked the head of his dick across her lips, smothering them in warm wet. To his amazement, her lips parted and she sighed. The deep sigh of someone enjoying a dream. He knew he shouldn’t. It was wrong to do this. He could get caught. But then, it.