”“Oh, no; I like babies.”“You certainly like making them, darling,” laughed Frances.After his lunch, Reg took his freedom for the day, and w...lked all the way to the castle, folded brolly in hand in case it rained. He poked around for ages, absorbing the ambience of the history that had grown into the masonry, wondering if there were similar historical buildings in his current home town, or in his childhood haunts, that he never knew about. It could well be, for he had no recollection of an. I pushed her back onto the stairs told her to turn round which she did I then ran my cock down her arse cheeks and between her thighs she gave a small moan and reached down and took my cock in her hand and guided it between her cunt lips and with a flick of her finger and spreading of her legs I slipped into her hot mature cunt. “That’s what I wanted” she said, “a hard cock fucking me it’s better than fingers or a vibrator”, this turned me on even more knowing she had a vibe in the house I. I could not move any where. I stayed there only for some time and again went back my home. I couldnot able to get sleep till late night. Even if I closed my eyes, The scene was repeating in my brain.I was totally disturbed.Next day I went to office but could not able to concentrate my work.Like wise days passed.On sunday, I was free at home and in his thoughts I had given a miss call.After 10 minutes he contacted me and asked me who am I?.I explained to him. He said that he was expecting call. ” I answered.“I can’t believe you’re getting all those people picking on you because of your boobs. Teenagers can be so cruel sometimes. It reminds me of...” Chris looked nervous.“Of that time when I went school in your old town.” I said with as little emotion as I could.“Yeah. I still have bad dreams about that.” Chris said.I couldn’t help but I laughed at that. I was about to say something stupid when my sister sat her lunch down by us.“So how is Chris Routh doing these days? Or should I say.