’ I said as I handed him his beer. ‘Good. It’s been a long day and I’m starving. Hope you made something good.’ I was about to reply when th...e timer went off, so I hurried to the kitchen hoping that the spaghetti was done properly. I checked and it was. After I served out two plates and put them on the table I went and told Mark dinner was ready. ‘About time, I thought I had said 6.’ He said as he got up and went to the table. ‘Anyway, thanks for making dinner.’ ‘You’re welcome.’ I said. ‘Hope. ”“Well, my sweet,” he grunted back “how could I possibly deny a beauty such as you? Particularly when you ask so nicely” and he chuckled at this and began to speed up slightly with his thrusts into me. My goodness but he felt so wonderful and the anticipation of him cuming in me was driving me wild. The he gripped my thighs tightly and pulled me hard onto his cock and his first pump of thick spunk hit deep into my cervix followed by jet after jet, splashing me with the same ferocity as the. Which way, which way? He whimpered to himself, the farm wasdown the hill, but it was the way back towards the nearest village, upthe hill was just wilderness as far as he was aware. He opted for downhill, he knew he wouldn't be able to run far in the heels and anyway hefelt exhausted already. Sobbing as he wiggled along, his little dressflicking over his bum with every step, his breasts bouncing heavily inthe bra which barely contained them, his nipples rubbing on the materialdriving him to. " He blushed. "I didn't hear." Ask him again, Angel." I couldn"t." You will." I bit her neck gently. "Now."She was shaking again. "Hero. Stan. Stan, have you ever ... do you know how ... I, um..." Have you..." I prompted again."Have you ever s-s-sucked p-p-u-u..." Pretty, pink..." Pretty pink pussy." She blurted out. "Haveyoueversuckedprettypinkpussy." Oh." He turned scarlet. "Uh, no." Would you like..." I drawled in her ear."Would you like..." She repeated."To suck" To suck" My pretty pink.