I fell down on her and then I rolled down between her and her husband and lay there gasping for air after the powerful climax. Lazily I reached down a...nd sank a finger in her newly fucked cunt. It sank in without any difficulty and I could feel the hot inside of her. I lifted my finger up to sniff it when I saw it was coated with, not only my semen and her juices, but also with blood! My god! Had she been a virgin? My cock made one twitch before it was fully erect again! I just had to get my. ‘I prefer marmalade as well. isn’t that good?’ There was a wealth of meaning in that little comment. I had finished two slices of toast when she informed me of the rest of her plan. ‘I want you to think about it. I will be here every other day as long as it takes for you to understand that I mean what I say. And I want you to know that everyday of that time you will be denying both of us the pleasure of making love together.’ There were tears in her eyes now. ‘And I do so want to make love with. ‘It’s past midnight and ahm alone and ahm a wee lassie. And you, you’re a complete stranger. Och, yuh could be a raving barmpot, but yuh dinae look like a nutter …’ She lifted the mug and, confronting Billy over the rim, sipped at the now tepid coffee. Grimacing at the lukewarm, muddy residue she put the mug back on the table in front of her. ‘How auld are you?’ she asked abruptly. Despite his years in Aberdeen Billy didn’t have an ear for dialect, the girl was Scots, he recognised that, but. “I’m Juniper, Casey’s mom if you hadn’t guessed already. Please, won’t you come in?”“So where is Casey,” Emma asks as she steps into the house.“She is upstairs, still getting ready.”“So, is there a Mister Ridgeland?”“Not in the picture there isn’t,” Juniper answers with an almost saddened tone. “Robert left us when Casey was six, haven’t seen or heard from him since.”“He’s missing out on two lovely ladies,” Emma remarks. “I know if it were me I wouldn’t stay away.”The remark kind of throws.