During a difficult and ten-minute long conversation, I managed to find out why she hadn’t slept with a man before, but didn’t have a hymen. Her an...wer was astonishing, her only sexual partner had been a lady in Nairobi with a strap-on she was keeping good contact with. Elizabeth ended up staying only until lunchtime, enough time for us to have a little breakfast, shag in the shower and then for me to introduce her to anal. Oh, and I agreed a little ‘store credit’ scheme, meaning the three. The smell of female arousal wafting up from between her legs filled my nostrils, so i followed the scent, kneeling down between her thighs to take a closer look.I took the vibrator out of her pussy and ran it over her clit, taking the opportunity to examine Mum's pussy in detail. Her plump, hairy twat was a wickedly exciting sight. Her whole mound was rosy and glowing and her cunt-lips gaped lewdly open, revealing the hot, wet deliciously pink flesh inside. I had never seen a more. "Good job well done" he announced and handed me a ten pound note,"Thanks Dave" he said gratefully, "I appreciate your help, unless I ring you, tell Karen not to bother coming in, I don't reckon this fucking snow's going to stop today"It certainly didn't look like it would stop as I made my way carefully back round to my flat, if anything it was coming down harder and the flakes were getting bigger.She was right, she WAS all warm and cuddly when I got back, she looked sensational in one of my. “Please, give me another chance,” he begs as tears fall from his eyes and runs down his face. “I’m sorry. I can’t.” Douglas slides off the bench and kneels down on the ground next to me. His eyes pleading. His tears falling. And my heart is breaking. “Please Jenny. I don’t know how to go another day without you,” he sobs. My hand itches to touch his face and wipe his tears away. I curl my hand into fists and fight the itch. My nails poke into my palm and my tears fall. “Please…” he begs.