“Did you see how cute she blushed?” Helen asked. “Carol, you hussy, you were picking on that poor girl.”“No I was not. Not really. Besides t...e norms don’t really apply any more. Not that we were ever “normal” to begin with. And James needs to get used to variety again.”“So, David, What is on the agenda for today?” Helen asked.“Well, when Margaret wakes up, I will give her a long list of things to bring over. Looks like most of the residential stuff is done. Need to get some things from the old. He was never actually released, dying in hospital with complications following a collapsed lung. Bambridge was considered the instigator and ringleader and got 15 years for his part in the aggravated rape. All four were eventually prosecuted for fraud once Gina and her accountants got their hands on the company books.Gina made a full recovery, with her only memories being of feeling woozy in the lounge and waking up about ten hours later in the hospital with me holding her hand.When it came to. Straightening them, I started topull the horrible soggy stained knickers up, only to find that theystarted to twist up again as I drew them up my legs. It took me whatseemed an age, and I felt very vulnerable the whole time. Never had thatcum soaked strip of fabric felt better ensconced against my crotch. Iquickly finished dressing, and we left.Getting home, Polly demanded to see my "pussy." Pulling down my thong, Ibent over with some reluctance. She unceremoniously pulled out the bloodstained. Then, just as she started to deepthroat, feeling the warm, wet insides of her mouth, surrounding my shaft and squeezing my head, I blew my load right down her throat… But she wasn’t done yet, I told her to use her tits (my on personal male fantasy) and she wrapped her soft tits around my boiling cock and rubbed it. And god it felt good. Then to make it even more satisfying she started to lick the head as I felt her hard nipples rub against my manhood and the soft flesh of her tit around it. It.