Grinning, his mother left and returned to the kitchen, emerging a moment later with plates for her son and herself.All four restricted themselves to s...all talk over their meal. Once they'd finished, Simon made them all a cup of tea, before he and Marianne made their excuses and left to go up to his room."Caroline said she'd love to go, too. So you'll be going with beautiful twin sisters, and if that doesn't turn you on then my name's Mary Whitehouse!" Two of you? I don't think I'll survive!" he. I leaned against your pretty little ass and gently pressed. The liquid from your orgasm had soaked you very well indeed and it provided a great lube as I pushed myself oh so slightly inside of you… You stopped moving and tried to relax. I knew you were tense and maybe even a bit frightened by all of this, but again wondering how you came to be in this position I pushed harder and slid inside of you. Not all the way, but enough to be felt. Your ass contracted on me and I squeezed your cheeks.. It was a vast building sitting in the middle of 80 acres set in rural England. It had been a medieval monastery. Now it still had its opposing outward appearance but had been converted with no expense spared. These conversions had been undertaken by a group of very wealthy people. Also Associated to this group with the same or similar interests. Were anonymous political figures, high ranking police persons, judges, magistrates, etc. Now this building was a corrective institution for young. .oh baby...oh baby...that's what momma likes..." Rhonda whispered to herself while she stare down the hallway. Then, she heard Ron's gasp. He always let out a light gasp when his cock was sliding in, whether it was a pussy, or a mouth, it was the same sound every time. "You fucking bastard...give it to her good you mother fucker..." Rhonda was cursing under her breath as she imagined his thick cock ripping her tight pussy open. She wondered if she was on her back, or bent over. She imagined her.