Yo, dad, you’re going to give me sweet Sue’s pussy to fuck, remember?’ More laughter followed and I was ashamed. ‘Why did Sue get angry? Let ...e talk to her,’ he demanded. His laughter for now terminated. I gave her the phone but listened in on the hand held remote. Sue quickly explained. ‘I had forgotten that I was suppose to go to some educational function tonight, I’m suppose to get some stupid award.’ ‘So what,’ replied Brad, ‘that’s tonight. I’m going to make your pussy mine on Saturday,. . even now!”Jade had then paused as if waiting for my reaction or perhaps judgement.But I was so sexually turned on by the photo’s of her with the dog that I simply said they were beautiful and by way of encouragement, topped-up our wine glasses.Then Jade had rested her head on my shoulder as her story unfolded much further ~ ~“You see Uncle Ben, It had been the death of my real father, Dr Benjamin Jones which caused mother to bring me home from boarding school. Greenshire College had been my. He grins at me, encouraged like I’ve just praised him, and pumps me even harder. His breathing is heavier, and beads of sweat have appeared on his sexy brow. I prop myself on my elbow and reach up to lick them off. He closes his eyes as my tongue touches his forehead, and the salty taste of his sweat makes my heart skip a beat, strange though it sounds.Suddenly Brad pulls out of me and drops to his knees. In a panic, I look towards the door of the fieldhouse, expecting someone to come in, but. From our vantage point, none of her charms were concealed. I glanced at Agnes, and she too couldn’t take her eyes off her.“Agnes, you fancy her?” I asked.She answered with a nod. I looked up and saw a smile flashing the whitest teeth I had ever seen. Josephine winked at me and kept on with her dance. Apparently, she had overheard my comment.After the final act, Agnes went to see an usher and asked if we could be allowed backstage to congratulate the artist. A substantial amount of currency.
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