"Fuck me." I answered, he thrusting with a power I had never felt before."You want Jack, don't you?" He went as deep as he could, his balls pushing a...ainst my ass, the thought of Jack's cock and hands taking me to a level pleasure I had never felt before."Yes." It was all I could get out. My heart was racing and I began to shudder inside with a new wanton freedom."You want to be slut, don't you?" He rammed me, my legs wrapped around his torso, my hands clawing at his back. I was dizzy from the. "i think so" she said "my pussy feels like it may be wet" good then may be you would like to remove your knickers so you an gain access to your wetness" would you like that to"she asked"so you can see my pussy" it would be nice" So with some embarrasement she removed her knickers,but kept her legs shut.So Fred started to stroke his cock,rubbing his knob and opened his own legs so she could see his balls,as she had said some time before that she liked to see a mans balls.Fred cupped his balls. A little creeped out, Kristen wasn't going to question it and immediately jumped inside, just as the first of the snow started to fall from the sky. It was still a bit chilly in the Great Hall, but at the top of a long row of stairs and to the left there seemed to be a warm flickering light. Kristen hurried towards it, following the light down the hall and into a room. The moment she stepped inside it was as though she was awash in heat, and she sighed happily as the roaring fireplace filled. The fresh memory of what he had just done with Mrs. Turner still had him turned on. What and incredible woman she was. She had worn him out. He had to rest after they finished to recover. He was, however, growing stiff again as he reflected back on the sight of her terrific body writhing and thrashing uncontrollably beneath him. The idea that Casey was going to grow up with the same lustful drive turned him on even more.The bedroom door opened. He looked up, expecting to see Mrs. Turner.