But she loved her Caesar, too... !Confused and nearly in tears, Jean dressed. She hardly knew what Lydia Newell expected of her, forgetting whether sh...e'd been invited to dinner or not. Mark's actions had upset her so. Nevertheless, she had to go... had to know more no matter how horrible it would be... and she dressed accordingly, the striking Lydia Newell's emphatic statement constantly repeating itself in her mind: "It's time you learned a few things about your handsome husband, Jean. Soon she was close to her second orgasm. I didn’t stop and this time I drank all her juices.I then proceeded to give her the best fuck of her life. She lay on the bed and I picked her legs up and put them on my shoulders and let my penis enter her slowly. Within 5 thrusts, my dick was completely inside her. Slowly at first, I increased my speed. By now she was screaming my name and begging to have my load in her. After a few more minutes, I couldn’t hold longer and I ejaculated my load into. The tension was horrible. Here she stood, with her cunt on display for twoteenage nerds to look at and feel up looking at her almost hanging, naked daughterhaving to tell them to go on playing and to not worry if they disgrace herbeloved Anna. "Go on … playing and don't worry ….if …" Whilst she was talking the boys were finger fucking her. "…if ..you spooooiiil her!" she finished the sentence crying. Shehad just allowed her neighbors to snuff her own daughter if they feel likeit. "Good, good. The little redhead with the red dress and the nose ring from the gallery?" She asked."Yeah, that's her." I was genuinely impressed. "How did you guess that?" I saw her checking you out last night. A few times, actually. I wasn't the only one who thought you looked pretty hot in a dress shirt and tie, I guess." She gave me a lustful glance and I felt a twitch in my shorts."Huh. I hadn't noticed." I'd had a life long blind spot for these things."So it's over with?" It's been over for a while,.