I let him fuck me the way he wanted. “Stop, stop.” I said. “What happened?” he asked. He might have thought that I changed my mind. “I want ...o suck you and taste my own cum.” I said, as I got up and grabbed his cock. He was on his knees and I bent over facing him. I took his cock in my mouth and his hand moved from my shoulder to my ass. I liked to see the way he was slowly getting comfortable with me. I licked all my cum off his cock and sucked it good. “You are a very dirty girl.” he said. I. Ghastly man. Ebenezer Braithwate, his name was. At the age of forty he was so stinking rich as a result of his activities that he retired prematurely and built this place. Funny thing, though - he left very little money when he died, despite having lived pretty frugally in his retirement."The place came down to me after his great grandson died a few years ago. He was the only one to live here for much of the time. For some reason the place has always had a bit of a bad reputation, but I love. Her manicured nails tapped on the keyboard as she typed in my name. ‘Craig Jennings, yes, that’s fine. If you’d just like to wait over there and someone will be down to see you shortly.’ She signalled over to an area with a few chairs. ‘Can I get you anything in the meantime?’ She asked. ‘Yea, you could get me a coffee if your offering, or we could wait till you finish and I could get you a drink?’ I said with a wink. She waved my comment off. ‘Coffee it is then.’ She stood up and walked away. He had her in the back of my car in a nearby forest glade, Don was vigorously plunging his black weapon into Helen's pussy and she was moaning loudly. It was a bit cramped in the rear seat so, after some minutes, they both got out of my car and fucked on the grass - even though it was raining!!Helen has become more horny more often in recent months, and just last month I organised for another friend - Simon - to meet us here for a threesome. Simon has a thick eight and a half inch cock (I am.