Mrs Russell put her arm around me and took me inside and into theliving room. She told me that Tom was out at the moment and sowe were on our own and ...etween sobs I told her everything."I knew you dressed up," she said at the end of my saga, "I couldsee in the way you looked at the girls clothes. Do you want toknow something?"I nodded and she went on, "My Tom does exactly the same."This was a day of revelations! Mrs Russell explained that whenshe had first caught Tom in her panties she had been. Its girth was greater than her wrist, and her pussy swallowed it whole. Then, suddenly and unexpectedly, she became exceptionally rough. She wildly flexed her buttocks and gyrated her pelvis. The King just relaxed and let her do all the hard work. His big boner slurped noisily in the slippery, firm grip of her vagina. Her buttocks and thighs clapped his pelvic cradle and thighs. She hovered just under the threshold of another orgasm, pugnaciously fucking the rock-hard bonerShe presented her. Aged about 18, she had the most gorgeous blue eyes and she had smiled when she caught me looking at her. As she pulled herself out of the water I couldn't take my eyes off her ass. She had on a white swimming costume and I could see her ass crack through the soaking wet material. She seemed to take a bit too long pulling herself onto the side, and when I finally managed to drag my eyes from her ass I could see that she was looking back at me from over her shoulder. She raised a perfectly. “Iam very sorry. I've been thinking you were an ice princess, but maybe yourex was just incompetent. Did you suck his cock? Did he play with your tits?Tell me about it.” “I never sucked him,sir, and he didn't play with my tits. Once a week or so he would come tobed and push up my nightgown. Then he would get on and screw me. That wasit.” Ben was amazed. “Howlong did it take him?” “I don't know exactly,Sir. It was maybe a couple of minutes.” Ben shook his head again. “Well,we need to do some.