I pressed inside sopping cunt as she moaned. "Not there - that's mine. The ass man." I look up bewildered. She would barely ever take it in the ass. H...e looked down at her. She nodded with intent. "She says yes.".I spread her ass cheeks and slowly pushed inside her. She wiggled back and forth helping me press inside. Push and pull. We were a fucking tug of war. My balls were swollen. Her ass firmly gripping my cock. She bore down on me and I fucked harder. Pounding her. Making her ass fat jiggle. To Tom's initial horror Lynn was insistent that he must arrive with her fully dressed with absolutely no male clothes or items anywhere he could get them. Insisting that his separation from masculinity to the extent that even his house keys were to remain in her desk at work during the holiday period. "Total immersion in Mary for four weeks." Was how Lynn described what she expected of him and Tom willingly agreed.The Train was packed and Tom was glad to be getting off after only going one. I was standing at the sink and saw the car arrive.I had immediately yelled two words to dad, "They're here," and then I suggested to him that he not show any form of desperation, whatsoever.He followed my lead, and matter-of-factly offered the two of them some coffee which Celia accepted while Nick headed for his room. I left him alone.Since dad was desperate for the scoop, I knew the questions were better asked by me and I asked Celia if Nick's drunkenness was a problem.She leaned over and. Never having heard of any connection with Kobekistan, and finding no mention of it in any of her mother's papers, she naturally consulted the solicitor who had handled their few legal problems, her father's estate, her mother's will and now her mother's estate.Although Thomas Parker-Wilkinson the senior partner had handled her mother's affairs, Jeremy Appleton, a young solicitor only a couple of years older than Elinor had been given the apparently straightforward task of sorting out the will,.