He is a really nasty piece of work, I don’t like him at all and she really was foolish to allow him to get away with this total liberty).‘I can’...’ say words like that’ she said. She had been brought up nicely and rarely used profanity, she felt it distasteful.‘You can and will use ‘slut language’ and you better say it fuckin’ quick or I will get very cross, and you don’t want that do you? So say ‘my name is ‘Fuckmycunt’ quickly, into the camera like I told you, or I will start to lose my. Please, you feel so good!" My words triggering your actions you start to thrust in and out of my ass. Slowly at first but building up speed.In, out, in, out you thrust deep as your balls slap against me. Rubbing my clit as you pound me I start to lose control raising my hips at every thrust inside me, determined to get you as deep as you can go. Crying out,moaning in pleasure loving the sight of you above me thrusting inside my ass. I reach up and wrap my arm around your neck to bring you down. It was the new Sherlock Holmes novel, The Sign Of Four, lent me kindly by the owner of the fishmonger. Eventually, Miss stirred, and I ran downstairs to make her a quick breakfast before lunch.When I returned, with 2 slices of black pudding, a sausage, a rasher of bacon and 2 slices of buttered toast, I found Her reading the book.“I have decided”, she touted regally, “I shall try one of these for myself”“Try one of what, Miss? A book?”“No, silly girl, a murder. I want to see if I can be. For years we kicked around the idea of another man joining us, you know. Well Jill has been wanting another man and I am getting older and slowing down and she is not. I need another man to fill in. Long story short, we would like you to join us, a threeway, for sex." Bill stuttered. I sat there much like Bill did last week as his words worked threw my brain. Jill stood up and took off her tank top letting her pointy tits free and then dropped her shorts. It was the first time I had seen her.