Can't call him a genta'man, way he's dressed. I'se seen him somewhere's." Philippa watched the young redhead pull herself together, look in the mirror... push at her impossible hair, wiggle in her linen dress, spread the bodice wider with her thumbs, yank up her stiff corset, smile at herself and head for the steps, all in about ten seconds. The maid servant fled before her, well aware of who was visiting.Standing in the front hall, a battered felt hat in his hand, was a lean young soldier with a. She was to order flowers for his wife and his girlfriend but sent the wrong flowers to his wife.It was his wedding anniversary, and the anniversary flowers went to his girlfriend, and the girlfriend's flowers went to the wife. The girlfriend's flowers were a "just because" kind of arrangement and the anniversary ones were for the wife. They got all mixed up. The florist said the secretary made the error.He was in the doghouse when he got home. His wife was not aware of his cheating ways. . My ex grabbed the strapon again and began to fuck Tabby's pussy while I was in her ass." HOLY FUCK!!" she shouted out " So much cock, fuck me. fuck me"I was ready to lose it, I had to pull out. Tabby wanted me back in her ass, so I told her to ride my ex and I would dp her from behind. I just had to stare down at that little ass, I was going to cum soon, and I wanted the amazing view of my cock pounding into that hot little hole.She mounted my ex, and began fucking her he small perky tits. I soon joined him and we began to chat. Somehow the conversation got around to his Mum; I mentioned to him that we all thought she was sexy and he smiled knowingly. He agreed that she was, adding that he too enjoyed seeing her wandering around their house in her bra & panties (she was very 'laid back' in her attitude to the '60s sexual revolution). My mind was obviously soon filled by exciting thoughts of that, when he added that he particularly loved the sexy knickers she wore. By then my mind.