My name in Magda, and you are...?" "Richard Armitage" I responded. "I livein one of the cottages that back onto the cemetery and, when I saw yourlight... I thought I would stroll over and see if everything was alright." Everything is absolutely fine" she murmured, seating herself beside me.Her scent and presence was almost overwhelming. I am not normally gauchewith women, but this one was having the strangest effect on me. I longedto take her in my arms and make love to her, but, at the same. "What's wrong with your eyes, Aggy?" Nothing" laughed McCock, "it's just that my arms don't seem to be long enough these days and I am a short fellow to start with, you know." Nonsense" snapped Sally and signalled over the waiter. "This gentleman has something wrong with his eyes. Where can I find someone to look at him?"The waiter laughed,"He's getting longsighted; probably just needs glasses to read. My brother in law is an optha, oftam, yes, one of those, I can never remember how to. She leaned back against her Daddy and reached her hands back over her head and grabbed hold of his shoulders.“That’s it Mia! Get into it!” Frank said and was able to stand up straighter and thrust up into her ass, shoving her tits into the mirror.She was helpless. The pounding of her ass was overwhelming. She clawed at her Daddy’s shoulders hoping he would stop, but this only encouraged him further.“Daddy! OH fuck Daddy! Stop please!”“Oh Mia!”“This hurts so bad!” Mia cried into the mirror. She. "She thinks I'm a bloody poof!" And as I followed the logic of what she'd said, and what she probably meant by those words, my cock suddenly got very hard.IVOk, so let me be honest! I guess I knew full well by the next evening what she was trying to do ... but I also knew that keeping quiet and not revealing her mistake to her might well prove a more ... hmm, let me think of the right word ... 'rewarding' strategy to follow. It wasn't really as conscious or clinical as that, of course, it was.