This game was “Queens”, the traditional game handed down within Lady Mathom’s house for many generations and whose rules were a closely guarded ...ecret within an inner circle of dedicated players. Margaret loved this room where she had fought so many battles over the Queens board, some of them epic in scale. Some of them so had been so noteworthy as to have been registered in the book recording the stratagems of notable games for it was a convention of the game that all games were recorded as. Skinny as a stick, but she also had tits that were disproportionate to her skinny frame. All the women on the block hated her because their husbands all liked her tits. Anyway, Off comes my Tee shirt, so now I’m just in my swimming suit, which in those days wasn’t much. I suppose I was over endowed for my age because my cock was now as big as my brothers (near 8inches). In about 25 minutes, I was finished and sweating like a pig so I went to her back door to get paid. She said “Wow, you are. I giggled a little.Ok. I didn’t protest that much. I had wrapped my legs around him and rubbed my hands all over his sweaty back, begging him to fuck me hard. He gave me pleasure. I could still hear myself screaming, “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.”I sighed and felt my sore ass with my palm. It felt sensitive and twitchy. As I lay there for a few minutes, taking in the smells on the bed, my eyes fell on the clock on the wall.25 minutes past 10Oh gosh! My mother was probably looking for me! EVERYONE was. Then it came, that final push too far where the tip of his throbbing hard cock had parted her inner lips and dipped into the wetness inside her. The pleasure of this action had caused them both to want more, him pushing towards her as she bent her hips in receipt of his long erection. As he reached the very top of her cave he could feel her wrapping herself around him, her muscles pulled tight and her hips tilted so that she could rub the inside of her pubic bone along his hard length.After.