They drove the two hours to Bella’s family home where to her surprise somebody appeared to be in. Arabella had keys but thought it sensible to ring ...and see who was here. A very busty blond lady came to the door wearing jeans and a black satin blouse.“Hello can I help you?” The blond said with an accent redolent of Estuary English.““Eh I live here, this is my father’s house.”“Pardon are you saying you are Phil s k**.”“I am Philip Bets daughter and who are you please."“I am Sal your fathers. I ran my eyes over her body, barely believing what I was looking at. An eighteen-year old girl, fully nude, in the flesh, not five feet away from me. I felt my gaze drawn, inevitably, to the sweet spot between her legs. Unsurprisingly, there were no tan lines. Also unsurprisingly, she was fully shaved, although it had evidently been a few days since she’d carried out any maintenance as a dark triangle of stubble was just starting to show. She had a belly piercing, and a small butterfly tattoo. Finally it happened. He pulled out with a groan and grabbed his cock, jerking off wildly. My hand went crazy in my cunt as the other began to pinch my nipples. And we were happy.Gallons – of course I exaggerate – of creamy semen, full of soon to be dead sperm cells, went flying all over her pussy, her stomach, her tits as his balls emptied themselves. And I screamed my orgasm as my cunt began to squirt.Oh shit, oh shit, why did I have no man to delight with my squirting all over his face as he. “W...will you tell me about it please?” he asked. “I need to know.” Julie reached over and kissed him. “Depends on how well you treat my cunt,” she responded. Alistair wanted her to finish him off with her hand. He wanted to cum. But Julie had needs too. He rolled her over and moved down between her open thighs. She was already wet, no doubt from thinking about Jeff or Abdul or even both, but he still continued. Julie gripped the back of his head and forced him tighter into her. Her thighs.