She was gripping thebed, then in a gasping voice she said, “fucking hell I’m cumming”. She was bucking her hips like a wild horse, I found it ve...y hard tolick her chut she was bucking that much & fast. Suren kept slamminghis thick lund into her with great force. I decided that I needed abetter view so I eased myself down the bed a little to watch Surenslund slamming home. Her orgasm was going on & on, she had never cumthis hard whenever I was fucking her. Suren was keeping her in acontinuous. We then retraced our steps through the house, retrieving the blazers from the lounge before gathering the rest of the discarded school clothes from Melanie’s room. Having dropped the clothes in my room, Emma returned to my sister’s room and opened her wardrobe. “I wonder what we have here,” she pondered aloud.“Not sure what she left behind,” I replied, wondering why my girl was poking into someone else’s wardrobe.Emma moved hung tops and dresses along the hanging rail, noting the sizes. “Your. She was all alone once more and after a long hot shower she stood in front of her full length mirror."Fucking perfect," she muttered. "He's nothing but a big prick bastard. Who needs him?"She cupped her thrusting breasts and pinched her erect nipples."Bastard," she groaned as her pussy became wet just thinking about him.She knew beyond any doubt that she needed him and needed him badly."Shit," she swore softly.Time to get dressed, she thought. With his promised visit later in mind she rummaged. ’ ‘Oh hi, I’m Iona MacDonald. I grew up in this house.’ ‘You mean Iona Phelps?’ Bert said, taking off his Acubra [Stetson]. ‘You are well informed.’ ‘Well I haven’t been informed you’d shifted in.’ ‘Well kindly inform everyone. I have leased this property from Sir Alec an old friend of mine, if you can call it friendship. You and the boys come in for coffee. I’ve not long taken scones from the oven. Wood is scarce as hen’s teeth around here.’ ‘There’s driftwood on the beach.’ ‘Oh yes, of.