When he was fully erect, Claire squatted over him and lowered herself down onto him.As Claire moved up and down on him, Carole kept her hand squeezing...the base of his cock, trying for every possible stroke before he released. It meant that she had rather more intimate contact with her friend Claire than they were used to, but they had worked it out ahead of time.It was very effective. It put him in a classical 'hurts so good' situation, but it was very likely that when Carole finally let go. Her hands lay atop the comforter, clasped serenely upon her lap. Sensing the movement in the shadows, she raised her eyes to his and smiled."Bonsoir, Monsieur Erik. You wished to see me?"Erik blushed at her words and not for the first time did the thought cross his mind, that this slip of a woman enjoyed tormenting him with words, which held two meanings — one, innocent and one, not. His eyes shifted towards Madame Giry whose eyes were intently observing Christine when she felt his gaze upon. No further urging was required. He leaned over and his head went to work. From behind, all I could see was his head bobbing up and down. I wondered if Vicki was the first cock that he had ever sucked. Discussing it afterward, Vicki told me that he was too good for her to be his first cock. She grabbed his long brown hair, groaned and arched her back. I knew it was not going to take long for her to climax. I was jealous. I needed some cock and cum. Just then Vicki exclaimed, “I’m gonna cum!”. Of course it does. But, as William Thackeray once said, ‘It is as easy to marry a rich woman as a poor woman.’ He stole that line from a woman who published it in Graham’s Magazine four years before The History of Pendennis was published.”“That was almost two hundred years ago, Grandmother. Has nothing changed?”“Yes. Money is no longer the primary issue. Nor is public status. Yet it is rare today for true love to overcome the divisions of class.”“So, I must date within my class and only fall in.