” “Sure, want to sixty nine? Or do you want me to sit on your face?” “Sit on my face. Just instruct me what to do, and whether I’m doing it ...ight.” Jess climbed over my body, and sat squarely on my chest. Just seeing those panties so close to me made me want to cum right there. She slowly inched herself down towards my mouth, and finally came to a stop below my neck. I took my hands and grabbed her ass, pulling her more towards me. I grabbed the front of her panties with my mouth, to move them. It was almost tiring, her attempts to preserve something that held such little worth as proof of virginity for a commoner such as she, but this girl had bit and kicked in the attempt.He yawned, barely able to cover his mouth, and glanced up as the trumpets swelled and all fell to their knees as his mother entered his chambers, her mouth pursed in displeasure as she noted that it was Glendon, his servant and not himself who was now most vigorously planting his cock into that once virgin cunt."My. Then, finally, she came again, hugely this time, with what was almost a roar of blessed release. All the tension simply flowed out of her and what was left beneath me was a helpless rag doll, her glassy eyes unseeing and her whole body, I suddenly realised, wet with perspiration. It took me a few minutes to gather my own senses and pull myself out of Fran and onto the bed by her side. It would, I knew, be some time before she recovered. I should have liked to stay and talk her down but I needed. But Rod was showing power--raw, physical power--that put Barton to shame. He was manliness in the flesh. She had never been so affected. He was close to her, and with every breath, unknowingly, she was inhaling his pheromones. Invisible hormones that slipped beneath her consciousness, and caused electricity to flow out from her cunt and her tits to her whole body. She was in panic over the prospect of being ****d, and yet she could feel the liquids flowing in her cunt.Rod quickly removed his.