”Her father came in sight, a broad shouldered stout thickset man in a moleskin waistcoat and heavy blue overcoat cut in a style which has never and ...ill never be in any way of the modern style.“Sorry father,” she said.“Good day Mr Loveridge,” I opined as I looked up at her father.“Bloody good day for thee, rogering me daughter,” he agreed, “Ee she could earn a bloody fortune down whore house but her mother wants a title for her see.”“So I understand,” I agreed.“So will thee make her an offer or. "Well, it all depends on which exercise you choose. Did you know that making love for one hour burns twice as many calories as one hour of jogging?" One hour of making love!" she gasped.She probably meant to say that she considered herself lucky when her partner lasted as long as the statistical average of eleven minutes, but I deliberately misunderstood her exclamation and said, "Well, sometimes we are in a hurry or have an appointment to go to and there isn't time for more than an hour. But. Tara undid the clasp and took Lauren’s tits in her hand. “And what are these?” she said. Lauren told her and flopped down next to her on the bed, moaning a little as Tara rubbed her nipples. They took turns putting the Post-Its back and forth onto each other. “What do you think?” Tara asked her. “Do you know your Spanish now?” Lauren pulled off the rest of the Post-Its and threw them like neon rain-drops to the floor, rolling over the top of Tara, kissing her and running her tongue over her. Here is some of the conversation we had:Me: Hey, this is xnxxloverSimran: Hey! What u up to?Me: Nothing much, you?Simran: WorkingMe: Haha being naughty while at work huh? ;)Simran: Well being naughty on my phone lolMe: Oh, when are you free?Simran: I might be free FridayMe: So what are you looking for?Simran: Tit sucking….caressing some slow fucking. I am drug and disease free and hope u are the same.Simran: How can we make this work?Me: We can go to a hotel maybe?Simran: Yeah I can get a.