, beautiful clothes worn by some of the most beautiful women in the world. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those shallow men who goes entirely ...n for the model type. I think beauty comes in a variety of shapes, sizes and hues. For me it’s more the way a woman carries herself. That vapid, human clothes-hanger thing didn’t really do it for me. I preferred my women with distinct and strong personalities, that assuredness of confidence was what really got me going. But even with all of that, I. I caught one of her nipples in my mouth and continue stroking her pussy. Then I looked deeply in her eyes. "Did you let someone else fuck my pussy?" I demanded. She looked down and nodded. I grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head up. "You don't nod. You answer me when I ask you a question. Did you let someone else fuck MY pussy?" "Yes," she said. "And did you ask permission first?" "No." "Why not? Is it because you're such a slut that you needed to get fucked so bad? And you were. "Let me do it for you mum, let me finger you off" he said and slid his fingers where his mother's had been.It only took Carol a few minutes to return with a black bag containing a tube of lubricant and four condoms. "Putting it up her arse and my cunt won't get anyone pregnant, I've had the snip" she giggled and began sliding a condom onto Allan's dripping cock."He's going to cum pretty soon," Tracey said "You go first because I've got him for his whole life he'll be out of here tomorrow."Carol. I think he goes and complains to the new people at number seven until they take pity on him. I know he goes there sometimes during the day when I’m at work, they’re company for him.’ ‘I’ll see you on Tuesday then. Bye!’ Claire waved her off then went to wash up. ‘Who was I before this life?’ she wondered as she cleared away cups and plates. ‘Probably a servant, dying of tuberculosis before she was thirty -no Egyptian princess like Katy.’ Her friend was always boasting about her royal.