My Pa was Master of Foxhounds of The Quorn, and I was riding to hounds at twelve years of age – got bloodied on my fourteenth birthday, and also los...t my virginity to one of the parlour maids – quite a day.”The Quorn Hunt is the oldest established pack of fox hounds in England, and hunts in Leicestrshire and parts of Nottinghamshire, which would explain the trace of an East Midland accent I could detect in Appleby’s speech.He had paused in remembrance of the day of his fourteenth birhday,. Jeff stroked his hard cock through his jeans with his right hand whilehe held onto the window ledge with his left hand while he imagined Hannahlying naked on the bed playing with her huge tits and stroking her pussy.Then she walked into the bedroom drying herself with a towel as she walked.Hannah had obviously just come out of the shower. She didn't see Jeffpeering through her window. She stood and rubbed herself, her huge titswobbling, her nipples fully erect. As she bent over to pick up. The tops of my legs tensed and I clenched my fists, lost in the sensation I was feeling and lay motionless not wanting a fraction more or less. Not passing out or falling asleep, I fell into a trance-like state, consumed with the sensation that was resonating all over my body and thoughts. Finally, I was ready for orgasm and I motioned her to turn the volume down so I could catch my breath and get ready which she did, sat down on her stool to wait and smiled sweetly once more. While she sat,. I grasped hold of her buttocks and pulled her downwards, so that her pussy mashed into my nose and mouth. Her female musk sex odour was strong in my nostrils. Without any preamble I thrust my tongue up past her labia into her vagina, tasting her for the first time. She started to seesaw her cunt on my face, rocking on my thrusting tongue, rolling her sex across my lips, mouth and nose. Her thighs tightened around me as she rocked faster, and with a cry she came in my mouth. Her juice flowed.