After transferring as much of her pussy lubricant as I could from my fingers to her anal sphincter I dropped my trousers to the floor and, stepping ou...t of them, lined my hard cock up with her hot wet cunt. Slipping easily into her I fucked my cock in and out of her a few times to cover it with her slick copious fluid. Resigned to the inevitable, the young mother held onto the edges off the table with white knuckles while she waited for me to deflower her virgin ass hole. She whimpered audibly. Nor was it the wet-nurse nanny. Shealways smelled like chemicals and wore gloves. No this was someonecompletely different. The hands were larger, though still soft, and theysmelled of ... that was it, whoever it was smelled of Old Spice, justlike he used to wear.He felt the person struggling to unlock the mitten around her fist. Ittook two fingers to squeeze open the latch but it was done and her handwas free. Then he felt the metal being forced onto her tiny fingers andhe realized what it was. Anyway, Jim, whom I met again at the monthly Munch which had become a regular rendezvous for us told me the price wasn't too bad. 'These professional Dominants don't come cheap!' And so, at the end of March, I took a flight to Greece, as always having to pay extra for the necessary larger seat. Everything had been arranged, from being met at the airport, put up in an hotel, and being taken by sea to a tiny island port where a battered car driven by an English expatriate who told me his name was. ”“Cal and me are getting tired of the other stuff. Cal would marry me if I catched.”“If you caught. You catch today; you caught yesterday. We tell you about irregular verbs. Catch is quite irregular.” And, Miss Nelson, is that the question you came out to answer? “If he would marry you if you had his baby, why not marry first and have the sex afterwards? That’s what your preacher would tell you, and he’ll conduct the wedding.” Jane didn’t know where Belle went to church, but it wasn’t the.