The morning was spent getting ready for the arrival of Mark's family. Mark and Victoria's main task was cleaning silver."Tarnish always seems to colle...ct between the forks," said Frances. "The spoons should be all right."Mum has a magic silver cloth," said Mark. "You ought to ask her about it." I will," said Frances, "but in the meanwhile..." Yes, Ma'am."The Bowers duly arrived. It seemed that no one ever drew breath. Serena cornered Mark."What's the problem?" she asked.Mark gazed at her in. You look up into my piercing orange-brown eyes. "You're so fucking tight!" you grunt. I continue to ride, slowly, methodically. "Oh fuck, you feel so good." You try to buck up, going deeper inside me. I smile at how well you fill me up. I flex my fingers, my long purple nails scraping your chest."Patience, Harry, patience," I reply to your attempt at going faster, deeper, regaining control. It seems as if you are not one to relinquish control, but now that I have it, I'm not letting it go. I. I was come almost half the way and took a brake, getting some food and go to the loo and then I continued driving the last 300 km. i got horny and needed to jerk off somewhere and I found a nice place along the road and went into the woods and got out my cock and rubbed it hard for to com as fast as possible. Oh, that felt good and very refreshing and no one saw me.It was quite late in the evening when I arrived at the hotel where the meeting should take place and signed in and then I found my. Pussy face. Yeah, kneel and be a good little girl,” I added, pleased with my first clear instruction.“But I’ll ruin my skirt!” Mary objected.I could tell she was going to say something else and a big part of me was ready to argue with her that it didn’t matter if she ruined her skirt. In that instant, I saw the conversation in my head. Mary would plead to be allowed to just go inside and shut herself in the bathroom to, ‘clean up for me’ and I would give in because I’d become a pushover. Then.