”“No ... no, that’s just what you thought. I’ve always hated you since you got Megan. I was just good at hiding it. At least good enough for a...moron like you. I just needed to stay near you so I could stay near her. You know ... I had wooed her for quite some time. My future with her was almost certain, I just knew it. She knew it too, although she was too modest to show it openly. We wanted to marry, have children, grow old together. Then you came along and she foolishly fell for you. I ... I. It is all I can do not to stop and rip her clothes off and kiss her lips, bury my face in her pussy while I squeeze her naked ass right beside the road with the cars coming by. Taste her, finger her, show her off. I try and control myself. I let myself run my fingers over her slit. Not wet at all. It is amazing, I am tight like a piano wire with lust and desire and she is just getting started. I lick my finger and run it around her labia, her opening, round her clit. I love it so much. She. 'Mmmm! Stp!' I said, her cunt muffling my words.'Nvr greed t any bondge. Tek it ov.''Oh Philip!' She sat upright, removing her vagina from my mouth. 'Don'tbe such a prude. You agreed that I would control the pace. How do youthink a slip of a girl like me could stop a bloke like you, once hisloins are indicating it's time to squirt semen into vagina? It would beflatly impossible.'She wriggled down my torso until her twat was rubbing against my cock.But the angle was all wrong, and when I tried. "Victoria?" gasped Mark.She nodded and looked down at the floor."Didn't you recognise me?" she asked in a soft contralto voice that was little more than a whisper."Not immediately," admitted Mark. "I remembered a little blonde tomboy, usually dirty, and instead I meet a beautiful young lady." He bent forward and gently pecked her cheek. Victoria blushed and pulled away."Right," said Frances briskly but with her eyes dancing, "let's show you to your room. It's pretty tiddly but it's not as.