Angie’s parents both had good jobs in London and were obviously better off than Alan’s parents. As Angie and Alan entered the large Victorian, thr...ee-storey house they both removed their shoes. “Mum goes mad if she finds any marks on the carpet,” said Angie as they headed up the staircase to Angie’s bedroom. As the youngest of three and with her brother away at university and her sister married and having flown the nest, Angie had the attic floor entirely to herself. After following Angie up the. Jean seemed to be deep in thought. A worried look was on her face. That is until I looked into her eyes, kissed her gently, and told her, ”You’re one hell of a good fuck, Jean!” Her broad smile returned. We continued to cuddle and talk for another fifteen minutes. She then kissed me, and just above a whisper, she said, “Thank you!” Without another word, she got up, grabbed her clothes, and headed for my shower. When she got out, I got in. I figured she needed time to think. After showering,. “And do we get to fuck the mother also?” Said a rather portly gentleman.“I regret no, Reverend. The girl`s mother is at this very moment riding the cock of the girl`s betrothed. She is to be married in three weeks.”“Excellent!” Boomed the Reverend clapping his hands in delight. “Perfect debauchery! We shall impregnate her with a torrent of sperm then give her to her husband. Wonderful!”“A little decorum gentlemen please.” Replied Madame De Voillet softly. “She has had some instruction in the. Of course I responded back and he slid his hand up my shorts to touch my clit. I grabed his cock through his pants and yes it was not hard but huge. He asked if I wanted to go back to his car. His friend was there, but he was passed out and he would not wake during the rest of the night, he said…I follow him like a little obedient girl. As soon as he shut the door behind us, he picked me up and placed me on the edge of the bed. Then he take my shorts off my body and buried his face between.