Oh God Liz, don't stop!"I move behind Tammy and rub the tip of my cock along her wet slit several times. She pushes back, trying to take my cock into ...er pussy. In one swift movement, I thrust my cock deep into her pussy."Aaarrrggghhh!" Tammy moans as she swirls her tongue in Liz's pussy.Liz continues flicking her tongue in Mistresses pussy. The air is filled with moans, groans and the scent of sex. Liz pushes back against Tammy's mouth she in turn meets my final thrust as my throbbing cock. His head was filled too, it seemed. But not with lines. His obsession was financial. I wasn't included in any of the discussions, but it was clear to me from the start that our move to a new town was driven by his perpetual ability to, as I heard Mother speak it once, 'back the wrong horse'.It took some time for me to discover that she spoke of literal animals, and that Father, despite his demeanour, was an excellent example of the theory that children should not inherit wealth from their. It was still pouring rain so the fire was quickly doused. I hadn't heard or seen any lightning so I stopped us around fifty yards in front of it.A shapeless form streaked across the road trying to get away from the burning tree. I urged us on; I was curious what could have caused that to happen. There was a teen in a puddle, rolling around just off the road. He looked singed, his hair was burnt, and his clothes and face were blackened from the char."Meri, why don't you get a blanket and help. ‘Uh…’I stumble with my words looking at my hand covered by his. He notices what I am looking at and pulls his hand back and apologizes blaming it on the European influences he has been accustomed to over the years doing business in other countries. I assure him no harm was done and I watch him start to wiggle out of his jacket. His dress shirt glows against his face. Then it happens. Our eyes lock completely on one another’s. Why did he have to look into my eyes? My ears are turning red I know.