Grayson had left the room."TIM!" Sylvie cried, nonplused.The door closed behind Mrs. Grayson and Tim rose to catch his wife around the waist. He held ...her close up against him, so close that Sylvie could feel every ridge of his rising penis against her softly trembling belly."Yes," she admitted. "Yes, I was thinking of that!" she cried."Want some more?" he inquired, teasingly, holding her tighter still, until Sylvie could feel the beginning of that weakness that she often got before she gave in. She gave me a look that actually showed worry.“But I thought--”“No, no. What I was about to say is that there is no way you could possibly be as desperate as I am,” I said. I called for the check and we headed out. The cab stand was just outside the door, so there was no problem with that.On the ride over to her place, I did get one request on her part. “I know you don’t have a car, Jim, so next time we’ll take mine. You can buy the gas if you feel uncomfortable with the girl driving,” she. " She said grabbing my thick dick through my shorts, before she turned around and walked toward the house. Luckily her mother had now gone, my guess is to either finish herself off, or to wash up, I smiled thinking about the events that had just gone, and couldn't help but remember the look onJennifer'sface. (Jennifer is Amy's mother.) I had always fantasized about seeing her naked and having my way with her, almost in the same kind of predicament I had just had her daughter in. So I decided, I. I wished I could be rid of old biddy Harrington as easily. No one wanted her and she didn’t earn much on Saturday’s.’"Doesn’t sound as if Janey had much choice," muttered Margaret, "Probably though, she was better off with him than she was in this workhouse come whorehouse."‘Before the first Saturday’s entertainment here, I called all the women together and reminded them bluntly what was expected of them. Those that were due for punishment would be given it in front of all the invited guests.