“Fuck me back, baby… Daddy loves fucking you this way… You’re so tight like this… You’re Daddy’s little bitch in heat, aren’t you?” ...e sped up his strokes, as he heard Sally’s moans increase in pitch. She was cumming already!“Ungh… ungh… Fuck… yeah, baby… Fuck me… Ungh… I can’t believe it! Oh, Lenny! Yes! Just like that! Harder, baby! Fuck me! Oh! Oh! OH! YES! You’re making me cum! YES! OHHHHH!!” Sally crested the wave, and pushed back harder and harder against his thrusts. “Cum for me baby!. We all stood up and went to congratulate them.As we walked over to them Eloise grabbed my hand and asked me"Does that mean that Shirley is going to be our new mum?" Yes." I told her, "and I suspect it will be sometime soon." O good!" She said and rushed off to explain to her sister what was going to happen. Once the hullabaloo had died down Bill said,"We brought this champagne back with us and I stuck it in the freezer compartment of the fridge; I think it might be cold enough now to drink a. Even the worn clothes are washed at the balcony.She usually juggles two nightees at her house, a rosy white one which is so thin that I could see her protruding nipples and a brown cotton one which is thick but the neck lining is so low that I could effortlessly see the cleavage while she works in the kitchen. I will explain the advantages of each one of those nightess later, occasionally she wears saree too. But first let me explain her physical characteristics ... Unlike Tamil woman who know. ”She ran her hand gently over my arse. “Lovely. The meal I mean, not your arse.”“Go and sit down before I poke your eye out.” That led to the gentle slap I was expecting so that worked well.We had an early night. I wasn’t tired but she was and she needed to sleep so we went to bed and, as often happens, she started to finger me gently and somehow although it was lovely, it was more a comfort thing and I wasn’t remotely surprised when she started snoring quietly with her finger still almost.