I withdrew and impaled her again and again, feeling the tight grip of her pussy walls on my rampant cock.………………………………………...��…………………………………………………………………………………He was fucking me hard, his thick cock pounding my pussy again and again. I could hear the loud slap of flesh against flesh as he pumped away, never faltering in his tempo. I raised my waist and wrapped my legs around his so that he could plunge deeper and for his pubic bone to massage my clitoris.He was panting like a long distance runner as he. Medieval castles left in ruin, a much larger replica of the Eiffel Tower, a dead forest filled with bunkers and tactical positions. He constructed these and left them empty. Most of Eric's days, though, were spent in his grotto.As Eric lit himself a blunt, there was the smell of lighter fuel from the zippo, the weed and wrap lighting, the slight breeze brought the smell of his mother's cooking. More than all of that, though, was the smell of his sister's pussy on his fingers. Alma sat next to. "Thank you, Frilly. That was well done. She has done quite well, Sarah,for a first attempt. Please make sure she continues to learn just asquickly" I will, Sally, I will."Sally turned and walked back out through the door."Good! Back to training, Frilly. Pull your knickers back up and thentake that bra and panties and wash them. You will find the instructionsfor dealing with 'delicates' on the shelf above the sink. Do it now andthen report back to me when you have finished"A chore! I found the. I have experimented before, though.”“With who?” Joni asked as she was starting to get a little excited.“With Susan, and a couple of other girls who shall, of course, remain nameless at this time,” stated Mary.Joni looked from her sister to the door and back a few times then asked, “Are you sure nobody can get into your room?”Mary hesitated for a moment, “Well, Mom and Dad can unlock the door. They wanted to make sure they could stop us in case we ever brought any boys in here. Like that stopped.