Do I tell you who I am? I guess there is no harm in telling you about myself right? Well, my name is Andrea, but everyone calls me Andie. In fact, whe...n people call me Andrea, it gets me a little bit angry. I know its my name, but I hate it. However, I am sure you are not reading my story to hear about how much I hate my name, so I will get back on with it I suppose. I am seventeen years old, though my story takes place a few months ago, when I was sixteen. I would have shared it earlier, but I. "That's Alice, our new maid, pretty isn't she? I bet you'd like to fuck her wouldn't you?" she started. "You can't be here to see mother, because she's not here. She's gone to town to see her gynaecologist. Did you know she was pregnant? I think it's awful at her age. And you're probably not here to see me, although I wouldn't mind, so you must want daddy." One question at a time," laughed Ned. "First, I'd be happy to be here to see you, and yes Alice is pretty, but not as pretty as you," Lucy. Even as a c***d her nanny had attended to that chore for her. As a result she made a shambles of her attempts to fold her clothes and she would have caned any girl responsible for the shabby growing pile of her blouse, skirt, petticoat, stockings, chemise and knickers growing on the table. Her jewellery she was obliged to place carefully in a small tin box and her shoes to be stowed away neatly under the table. At last she was naked and she stood cowering before her husband with tears running. We sat on the bed and had another glass of juice together. Then I planted a kiss on her lips and grabbed her boobs.I then undressed her and she also took my other clothes off. We hugged and kissed for five minutes. I laid her on the bed and started to suck her nipples. She closed her eyes and was enjoying it. Then I rubbed her pussy which she had shaved recently. I rubbed it with my two fingers and she started to enjoy and moan.I then put both my fingers into my unmarried reader’s pussy. Najma.