Man-system, that I strive for, entrecroise to remove references cultural and social benchmarks, to see take shape other storms, to create loopholes, t...o install uncertainties. Is this pure uncertain. It feeds on internal logic and constitute its organs, its substance. My behavior is the heart of my business. I am strange. I come from Vertige. I am therefore Vertige and we must not see me coming. I have more sense than feelings. Here for a part of my intention secréte… But, as one might say. " I slid my hand up her right little dress and started rubbing her shaved little pussy. Needless to say she didn't have panties on and freaked out. Saying again "no we need to stop this shit especially with my Daughter upstairs." She pulled my hand out and I said let just be quick she's in the shower. I pulled my cock out, hiked up her dress a little, and rubbed her pussy with it. She was pissed up didn't stop me. I slid my fat cock in and threw her up against the counter top and started. By this time they were right in front of her and they both reached over to touch them. They took a nipple each and pulled them hard. The skin was stretching and she was moaning with pleasure. They both took a nipple in their mouths and I reached down into her shorts to feel her juices. As I did I found a hand was already on the outside and fingers were working their way up into her pussy. I looked around and the only people I could see were k**s and some adults way down the other end of the. “Rude.” I mumble under my breath. If only she'd been 30 seconds earlier.“Let poor Francis do her job! Aren’t you supposed to be at lessons anyway?!” Anna continues scolding. I feel the tension returning to my muscles at Her close proximity and I should be getting out of here but I can’t help myself. “Shouldn’t you be sucking up to the King or something?” I taunt. “The Gods know he could use a good sucking.” I add casting Franny a wink. Both Anna and Frances turn shades of crimson and pink. When.