Well blow me, no more Mary Beth again. I hardly ever clapped eyes on her anywhere in town, other than in the High Street sometimes on Saturdays and ev...en then she appeared to be avoiding eye contact with me. Not that I let it show that I cared!Working in the same building, Jane and I probably spent more time together than most newlyweds. We travelled to and from work together, and ate lunch together everyday. Our free time, when we weren't trying to shag each other to death, mainly revolved. "Oh, you'd be surprised how little gets past me," she whispered.By now there was a chant going: "Tig! Tig! Tig!"Annette turned to towards the crowd which immediately fell silent."Umm!" she said and the crowd roared. She grinned. "Twice in one day," she said softly. "I may have a career in public speaking."There was another roar of laughter."I can't really say anything more than I said in Edinburgh. The only reason I got the award was Miss Thompson's coaching and your guys', she said gesturing. More food had obviously entered her mouth as there was plenty of meat on her bones. Cook was about forty years old and still in good condition. Her titties were full and her nipples responded to my kneading them. When I placed my hand between her thighs, I found she was wet. The caning of Miss Harrington had turned her on but a dozen strokes of the cane soon had her singing loudly. Although I didn’t really hurt her tits, I did flick them with the cane and made them move around. Glancing around. If I tried to leave her alone for a couple of days, she'dprobably wind up attacking me. Then she'd really feel guilty."Walter winced, his cock throbbing with blood and jism. He heldMargaret's head with both hands, guiding her face back down to hisprick."Keep sucking," he said.Margaret was happy to oblige. Walter's cock was so tremendously longand fat, nearly as sweet to suck on as her very own son's. Margaret'shunger for cock sucking and cum-gulping had grown even stronger sinceshe'd begun.