And she shivered slightly. It was not a shiver of fear, but of arousal. She had seen Paul often, yet she had never felt this way before. But then agai..., he had not exactly looked at her this way before.“Would you like some coffee?” she asked, feeling a deep burning in her cunt.“Thank you,” he replied and followed her to the kitchen.Paul leaned against the sink as he sipped at his coffee, his eyes gazing boldly at her. Peggy felt like blushing. She had not felt this way in a long time, but that. Lived in a small village in Buckinghamshire, loved dogs and kept a horse, but didn’t ride. Jean told him of her life, marriage, c***dren, and then completed her story with the announcement of her immediate plans towards emancipation. As the time went by and they did a second circuit of the park, she found herself liking the man more and more. She felt relaxed, even a little relieved to have shared her plans with another human. ‘Would you like a drink?’ He asked, ‘My Hotel is just around the. It looks so perfect.”“How many have you seen, exactly,” Steve couldn’t help asking.“Oh, not very many, really. Just a couple guys my and Debby’s age.”The mention of his daughter’s name, especially in reference to how many cocks the girl had seen, was unsettling, but Steve’s automatic reaction was a hot jolt of pulsing through his rock-hard prick. He imagined Debby probably had comparable experience to Mandi’s. It shouldn’t have made him feel the way it did, but then again, Mandi herself was so. I could not believe how many hot girls were there. We ate dinner and decided to stay at this spot for a while. We were admiring the scenery when one guy suggested we move on again. I was against this as I didn't think we could do better. The guy persisted and said he had heard of another place. We left, but I was not too happy. Turns out, I was wrong. The next place was a club; great music, dark lighting, and a lot of hot college-aged girls dancing. The four of us that were left must have.