Obviously I was wrong. Now don't make me have to remind you again. Tell me what you want doing with the tail - and don't be nice about it. Tell me you... filthy little slut fantasies. I want to hear that gutter mouth of yours."The thought of having to say nasty words was, I knew, humiliating to a stuck up bitch like Claire. She began to tremble anew, lowering her head once more slightly and looking up at me, the whites of her eyes wide. She looked so submissive."P…..please sir, " she whimpered,. He moved his hands over her breasts and down to her silk covered pussy, she gasped as he slipped two fingers into her wet cunt and she moaned gently as he rubbed his thumb against her swollen clit. She wanted him so badly but he was going to make her wait. They kissed passionately and as she nibbled his lower lip, he grabbed her ass and pulled her towards him. He told her to go downstairs and be with the family, she was reluctant but she did as he requested. After a few more hours of drinking,. I thought youd never ask, slut. She quickly straddled Alisons face, the sluts pink tongue glinted silver as she swiped it through my wifes cunt. Mary shuddered in delight, then bent down and buried her face into the teens snatch, and the two noisily pleasured each other. I nibbled on Desirees ears as she slowly made love to me. She did most of the work by squeezing her cunt on my cock, only sliding her pussy up an inch or two on my shaft. I dipped one of my hands into the water, slid down her. This repeated until all the boxes were safely in the attic and each time I was treated to the same arresting view. For the last couple of boxes Betty had to step up a rung and stretch further into the loft. This afforded me a full view of not just her stocking tops but her bottom and big white granny knickers … absolutely gorgeous. I pushed the ladder back, got on the chair and closed the hatch. ‘Thank you so much Bill that was a great help. Come and have a cup of tea and a slice of cake … its.