“You must teach me that move.”“It will hurt your knuckles,” said Susan. “You saw that.”“Who taught you?”“My father, Major Grey. He w...as a fine swordsman, but more, he said to me that you fought to win. A draw was not good enough.”Foncimane nodded. “That is true. But you have never used you skills in anger before.”“No. It was a shock. I was determined to protect my mistress.”“And you did so magnificently! And you my lady. You have done these things before.” It was a statement.“Trouble just seems. .so come on." The threat of even morehumiliation was enough to make my cock throb even more and it nowpulsed in her grip. She giggled, as she knew how to push my buttons.Up, down, up, down.Her hand and my arse were in synch now, as she pumped and I pushed. Istarted to grunt in desperation, but she only increased her hand speedwhen she decided. If I slowed my bottom pumping, she would slow hermasturbation speed, so I had to keep in time with her. "That's it, goodboy." I was lost in a world of. Her body quivered and quaked as she came hard on my thrusting cock.Ronnie pulled his dripping hard-on from my mouth and moved behind me. I felt a cool slippery liquid pour down my ass crack and I knew instantly what he wanted. I was scared. I had never had more than a single finger back there and I knew my virgin ass wasn't ready for his big cock. He sensed my apprehension and slid two fingers inside me as I continued to fuck my wife. After a minute or so, he added a third finger and it felt. Then he stood tall and straight as though proud of his attributes. He was a few inches shorter than me but would probably grow taller unless he chose femininity and hormones. With the hugging over, my father and my 'son' swept up the little ones and marched towards the door."Now Beverly; what about these strange and wonderful creatures the children keep talking about. Is it really true about what you and your friends have achieved?" Yes daddy. I wrote to you. Don't you believe me?" Well I.