He hummed deeply—hungrily as her socks sexily hugged moist, nubile legs which were pressed together so her fine derriere and tightness took center s...age. Caius was enraptured. His clasp enveloped Marishka’s nape securely, she whimpered as he used its hair to fuck yet harder. What a woman.One hand affectionately caressed her bright red ass and squeezed. Buoyant auburn locks and bosom fly forward and she shrieks in delighted Hungarian when Caius latches onto Marishka possessively. He pulls so. Tonight I got off at Oxford Circus Station. I proceeded up the steps leading to the exit. Converging onto the crossroad of Oxford Street, Regent Street and Bond Street. All directions appeared to be more active tonight, due to the weekend. Standing at the edge of the pavement, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Slanted my head upwards, I take in the cold air through my nose. Opening my eyes, that is when I saw her. It was Julie in the form of an Angel, with her wings open, floating in the. My long hair wished fromside to side as I walked in the house. Juliana took me by the hand;puther arms around me at first and began another long, slow kiss. As hertongue was inside of my mouth, her hand was under my skirt and she beganto rub me though my slip and panties. I was aroused and ready to comeagain. and she knew it. I felt her tongue plow deeper into my mouth asshe applied more pressure to the front of my slip. We quickly made our way to her bed and as we lay they, Juliana continuedto. There were just the three of us at home, Mother, sister and I, father had long disappeared. Mother worked in the fashion industry so back in the 1950s/60s/70s when there were still the classical fashions being worn daily, she was always immaculate.As I got older, I started to wear her clothes and then one day, my sister, who was supposed to be out, walked in and caught me dressed in a lovely tight skirt of mothers, tan stockings and black t-bar heels, laid back, wanking myself. I had somehow.