After some normal talks, we started talking about our usual naughty fantasies.“You sound tensed. Maybe I can help you relieve the stress,” she tex...ed me as I was not able to fully concentrate on our conversation. Then she sent me a picture of her spreading her pussy. That instantly gave me a hard-on. “Mmmm, that looks yummy,” I replied with a wink emoji.“I wish you were here to taste it.” I got another text from her as I had already pulled out my cock from the trouser. I took a picture of my. Her ring gripped my cock, I started to move inside her as I slowly shafted her arse then moved in a bit with each forward stroke, she was biting her lip as I fucked her arse, she put out her hands and I pulled her up into a sitting position on my cock, it slid the rest of the way into her as she rode it with her arse on my cock, she kept closing her eyes “ so you like dirty talk do you?” she queried “ well I have to tell you I have never in all my life experienced such a fantastic fuck, the way. By about it 4am it was just me and christy sitting and chatting and ashley asleep on the couch. the cops had made us turn of the music about 3 so the conversation had started to get all d and m. she wondered why she couldnt keep a guy and how her life was fucked at the moment and that shes the only single woman in her crowd and how she would love to find someone soon even if it was just a fuck.now christy is what you would call a milf . long blonde hair not small but a pretty nice body for her. It was not what she expected from all the stories she’d heard. Then again, she had to consider the source of those stories.“Unlike your Norman brothers,” Friar Tuck said in response her observation. “We do not make war on the helpless.”A familiar face nearby abruptly caught her notice. A familiar face and an even more familiar dress.“Jane!” she cried out.“Milady,” the serving girl said with enthusiasm as she looked up and saw Marian. “It is good to see you again.”The younger girl was still.