He helped her to release his cock and she leaned forward to wrap her lips around it all the time stroking at Michael with her hand. John looked down a... the sight before him. Fran’s mouth was wrapped around his cock and she was moving her head slowly backwards and forwards to take the full length of him in. He often wondered how girls could do that, taking in the whole length of a cock in their mouths. He looked down at Michael who, having pulled Fran’s top up was now releasing her breasts from. He scooped me out of the air with his strong arms, holding me to his chest until my bones creaked. I clung to the front of his armour, ignoring the dirt and sweat smudged on his handsome face, and yanked his head down with a handful of hair until he was kissing me. He tasted divine, somehow like strength and spice and home, and I gasped as his tongue grazed mine hungrily. I could hear him almost growling as he claimed me, and I squirmed, trying to get closer, silently cursing his bulky. I would then dress in a thong and tee shirt ready for the evening and Paul would often collect my school panties to put in the wash which I thought was nice of him, he would always sniff them to see if they had another days use. I would then sit in the study in a chair opposite the desk he would work at, pull up a table and do my homework. If he was wearing baggy boxer shorts I would often get a peek at his balls as he sat with his legs apart, he did have nice legs for a man of his age and he. When I stood up to convince her, my dick which was fully erect showed a huge bulge in the pant and I think she noticed it. She shouted at me to go out of the house. I was shocked hearing this from her because there’s no return from this point without fucking this sexy queen bitch. I had knelt on my knees and was now holding both of her knees while begging her and she was sitting on the sofa. Because of this her left leg up to the knee was visible through the opening of the lower end of her.