Nothing like a slam-bang and a mouthful of jizz to get ya started in the morning!"``````````She sat and spread those long legs, displaying her gorgeou... cunt. Never any panties on Wednesday, it's a bit of a tradition with us.******************************************************************************************************``````````As she unbuttoned the flannel shirt, I opened my jeans fly and released my genitals. My three-quarters erection quickly rose to salute her electric presence, her. Once she had thought that she could choose a nice young religious boy and settle down with him in a nice chaste religious marriage and the entire world would keep hands off. But that was a fairy tale like Santa Claus! Why did adults like her father go on teaching such fairy tales that made their children so vulnerable in a world where strength and cunning meant survival whatever we wish to think! A few short hours ago she still had dreams of an ideal fairy tale mate whom she must seek! Very. . I see your panties on the floor and my stuff and my chinos on the chair." Good, so tell me about them." I don't get it, what is there to tell?" What would a forensic scientist make of it?"A panicked look came over his face and Carol laughed."Sorry," she said. "I'll explain. Your trousers are folded, my knickers are intact, not torn or shredded, my stockings are good to use again, all the buttons on your shirt are intact and there's a condom tied off and in the bin. We can conclude that this. The marble floor slabs where inlayed withlarge illuminated patterns that drew the eye towards the center to awhite, patterned, marble table that had something peculiar lying on it.With curiosity getting the better of William he started towards thecenter to see what was atop of the marble table. As he got closer henoticed wisps of smoky light collecting in between him and the marbletable. He stopped a moment to think on this and the smoky light stoppedcollecting as well. Curiously, he took a few.