..”“Is that your grievance, Stavro?” Helen asked, followed by a long stream of smoke. “When La Policia catch him, if a minute or two alone in ...n interrogation room with him is what you want; such things can easily be arranged. I can get the Prefect to loan you his nightstick...”“I am not asking this, Contessa.” He thought about it for a moment. “Maybe no stick, just hands. My concern is that I saw the man, even if I cannot recall details.”Stavro hesitated. While he did so, his youngest brother. ’ All I needed to do was move forward slightly. From the way her legs were spreading wider and her hips were moving under me as if questing for my cock, I had no doubt that the tip of my cock sliding into her pussy would have silenced her feeble protests. I had just enough self control to back away, removing my tip from rubbing lightly against the wetness of her pussy slit. I moved off Smalltits to lie on my side beside her. The extra distance between my cock and her pussy helped me control my. My cockhead, covered by my foreskin, was soaked with lubricating fluid. I pulled Margie's panties off and tossed them. Margie took her bra off and tossed that. "No foreplay, just get that beautiful cock in my cunt," Margie implored. I slid up between her legs, her swollen pussy lips were holding her vagina entrance wide open. Her labia lips were wet with her juices. A slow glob of white fluid was leaking out of her pussy. Margie was so turned on from anticipation. I slipped my foreskin back, my. Uh ... with Wendy?" Terry was unable tolook his mother in the eye."Of course with Wendy, darling. Were you with somebody else last night?" Uh ... no, Mom..." Terry mumbled, thinking that his dream had been morereal to him than the wild night with Wendy, more real and moresatisfying."What did you and Wendy do after I left, Terry?" Do? Uh ... gosh, Mom, what ... what do you mean?" Terry's cock wasjerking in his pants.There was something strange in the tone of his mother's voice, somethingthat got.