"I just thought that as you and she are old friends it would be less formal. Shelley will be with you, it will help Miss Berwick feel more at ease." I...smiled inwardly. If only he had been party to Antonia's comment at the reception.I phoned Antonia that evening. "I understand that I shall see you tomorrow afternoon." Yes. Sir Henry was most insistent that I should see what you do." If you are not performing tomorrow evening, would you like to go out for dinner afterwards?" That would be great,. This was hot but I did not want to risk her changing her mind so, lifted her hips and positioned two pillows under her ass, knelt between her spread legs, after putting on a condom I rubbed my rock hard cock over her wet slit a few times she moved her hips and it almost felt as if her pussy swallowed my cock, when the head was past her pussy lips is started pushing it in her gently until it would go no deeper, now is started fucking her gently gradually increasing in force and speed.This was. The two downstairs did not know quite what to make of the silence that now dominated the house. Perhaps, Christopher fucked her u*********s, or, worse, fucked the delicate little thing to death. But right then Christopher double jumped stairs on the way down to the ground floor. He was smiling. For Robert and Martin, that clarified nothing about Melissa’s condition. Finally, the beautiful, completely nude (except for those blue high heels) Melissa came down those stairs. She gave Robert the. "My mom says that a woman can take just about any size prick, that cunts can stretch a long way when they have to. And Mary--I really want to screw you, and make you come the way you did with your father. I want to eat that sweet little pussy, too."She pulled in a deep breath that lifted her small, round breasts against her green satin robe. "Eat it? Go down on me?" Sure," he said. "You don't know how that can turn you on, and I'll bet your beautiful cunt will taste like honey."Mary's tiny hand.