”“Yes, Ma’am,” I said meekly as I sat down.“You’re more or less domesticated,” Sharon said as she turned toward the cabinets. “That’... a welcome surprise.”I laughed and retrieved my laptop. “I’ve not been accused of that before.”While Sharon worked her magic at the stove, I got the internet going and checked my email. For a wanderer, I was remarkably well informed on the goings-on of the world, I suppose.“Do you have any children?” Sharon asked a few minutes later. She had both burners occupied,. "Don't think you can come in here and start playing games with me." I'm not." Sonia continued in a low steady voice. "I deserve it — you said so yourself. Whether my father tans my backside or you do, it makes little difference. If I am to be punished and you do it I still have a chance with my exams. If my father does it will be after my chances are gone!"Professor Watson sat back in his chair flabbergasted. He had never heard anything so incredible in his life. He removed his glasses and. ’ I said, and walked half the street length ahead. I then gestured at her to come towards me. She walked confidently towards me, deliberately putting a bounce in her step. Her tits wobbled and shook and I watched mesmerised as she came towards me. When she was in front of me my cock was starting to push uncomfortably against my trousers. I reached into my pants and got my cock straight, then I grabbed her hand and pressed it against my groin. ‘You like my tits a lot, huh?’ She said. ‘I love. Ned gave up on rational argument and descended on her. He plunged into her slick cunt with ease. Cassie gasped and grabbed his arms, pulling him down. With his cock buried deep inside her and her breasts squeezed against his chest, he ceased to notice the cold.Cassie's mind reeled. This was a shocking experience for her, irrational but liberating, and the last thing her parents would ever want her to do. Not just sex with a "commoner," but wild, "dirty" sex. Part of her wanted to revel in this.