“Yes I always do, well oiled am I!” she stated simply. It didn,t take long till she was groaning softly with her inevitable climax and once she go... her breath back she commenced to give me a lovely hand job catching my spurts in some tissues she carried in her hand bag though a few spurts had gone on the floor. I figured it wasn’t, the first cut stains on that carpet an wouldn,t be the last. After our two dates she promised she,d let me fuck her, but as she was committed to visiting family. The young woman took another gulp of the fiery spirit then poured the remainder over her mother's blonde head before tossing the glass into the fireplace. She rotated her hips, tossed her bra away and began to massage her breasts. She pulled sensuously at her small, pointy, pink nipples to the encouraging cries of the rapists. She pressed her mother's head firmly against her groin. After a few minutes Priscilla came with a long shuddering moan."Remember what I told you, slut," called. What do you want? Beer, wine or somethingelse?" Wine would be good, white if you've got it?" White wine coming right up, Scarlett." So far, I thought, so Sundayafternoon with friends. She rose from the sofa and I could see she had agreat pair of legs as the robe was quite short. She was very pretty inthat California babe kind of way. I followed her over to the small roombar as I heard Nin talking to Joe about the money. I overheard him askhow much more it would be for a foursome, but I couldn't. It was like being whisked back to a foregone age, an age where chivalry and manners counted. An age where men weren’t afraid to be men and gentlemen stood out.”I was at a loss for words. I hugged Carol and kissed her. “When we were having dinner and I was enjoying your company and your appreciation of good things, that is when I decided I wanted to sleep with you. I was trying to work out how to engineer it when you rescued me from the cabbie from hell. After that, I was on my way back to my.