" "I don't care." Perhaps the painful memory, the knowledge of the crime that had been done to her sister pressed upon her mind too strongly at the mo...ent, clouding her perception, but she felt as if she were staring at William Edelton. "I'll not have the sweetmeats left on the tray," he said. "Then shove them up your arse." She attempted to wrench herself free, but he tightened his grip. Warning bells went off in her head, but before she could correct her impudence, he had lifted her and. Once again I begin to harden, and twitch. I examine your body closer, by just watching you for a while. You are beautiful. I shake my self, and decide to go to the bathroom. I come back, you have moved more on your stomach, and into the middle of the bed. Your beautiful curved ass stares back at me. My cock twitches again. I slowly get back into bed, and lie beside you. I gaze at you, and gently touch your back. No response, I allow my hands to roam across your back, slide down to that cute. Across the bed, Ron was pretty well pounding Monica's pussy, while Tyler licked and slurped as best he could on his wife's stiff little clit. It didn't take long for the little redhead to reach her limit, and with loud moans and groans she came hard on the monster cock that was stretching her. She gamely tried to suck her husband's big cock, but when Ron thrust forward, Monica nearly choked as Tyler's cocked was forced down her throat. Still she kept at it and could feel her husband getting. They returned home after lunch and spent all afternoon on his bed, behaving in a very sporty manner. They both blew and after a rest she steered his revived elsewhere. Mac and his aunt went out for dinner and three times she told him he looked tired. Mac didn’t have to be told that. On his last day before flying home, Mac caught Olga bent over straightening the cushions on the sofa and pounced. Seeing those long legs disappearing under her short dress most mornings for two weeks was driving him.