This 18th-century painting depicts a girl on a swing, lifting her legs high in the air to expose her petticoats to a young buck lying in the grass. I�...�ve always assumed she was wearing no knickers.A European heatwave was raging, with temperatures climbing into the 30s and my wife Cynthia had taken our twelve-year-old twins off to Scotland to stay with their grandparents.On my first weekend alone, I got heavily into some gardening tasks, but decided to call it a day at around 2 o’clock.. “ did she have a room last night “ I asked “ I don’t know said Hazel, I never saw her after the incident with you so I assumed she went off with the black guy as she was still in here when I came to the sunbed and saw you, I pulled back the covers and looked at her then unfolded her and laid her flat, she had no bruises on her and her vagina was not bruised so I concluded that she had not been ****d, I covered her again, pulling a heavy duvet over her to try to get some heat into her, Kim came. Finally, when her breathing had returned to something like normal I pulled her up off of me and guided her onto her hands and knees. I'd seen this in a couple of magazines and always wanted to try it. I got onto my knees behind her upturned ass and slid my cock back into her super slick pussy. I grabbed her by the hips and began to fuck her with long deep strokes. With this new position it felt like I penetrated deeper into her swampy cunt. "Mmmm, I like this", she whimpered as I fucked her. In one quick mouthful she deep throated me fully. It took every ounce of strength not to blow in her mouth that instant. She licked the shaft all over, not wanting to miss a spot. She was good, really good. She continued to massage with my balls as she licked, kissed and sucked on my head, all the while maintaining eye contact. “Cum for me, I want to taste your cum before you fill me with it” she whispered between mouthfuls. She continued to deep throat me for what seemed like a life time..