Telling her I want to fuck her again, she smiled coyly and said again, at which I clearly mentioned that I want to satisfy youAnd at the same time be ...atisfied myself by fucking her, to get her carried up added that I liked fucking her tight pussy and feeling the nice shaped buttocks, by caressing and pressing them like a sponge to show her how much I loved caressing them by making facial expressions.Calling up my place, informed my home minister that I was with my friends having drinks and we. She even told me some ways to do it too.”“Go get Ladd. You better not start this with him over here, either.” Eli scowled at his daughter as she smiled.“Dad, times have changed since you were young. I heard Momma and Aunt Miranda talking about that one day. They said girls and boys are a lot more free and are trusted to be alone together way more than when they were younger.”“Lilly Beth, one day you’ll be talking with your daughter or son, then what will you tell them?” Eli asked, thinking he. ”“All right, I can drive over there and pick up your mom. Do you have the address?”“I’ll text it to you. Thanks, Adam. I love you.”“Love you, too.”Adam parked his Mustang in the drive of the white colonial. He rang the bell and Constance answered. “Oh, Adam -- thank you so much for doing this.”“It’s my pleasure, Constance.”“I also want to thank you for being so supportive in this trying time.”“Constance -- you’re almost family. Family helps family.” She locked the front door. Adam opened the. Sir Robert was rather partial to Madeira wines, as was the good Doctor, and they both insisted that Anson partook of the offerings. He became tired enough to sleep through most of the journey.They arrived at Connington's estate in the late afternoon of the second day, after spending a night in a roadside inn. Anson looked at the grey stone buildings of Fernwick Hall with mixed feelings. It had been eleven years since he had been sent away from here to join the Navy but before that, he had been.