I’m frantic, my hands moving rapidly from my breasts to your back, grabbing, kneading, and clutching everything within reach. The arms you were usin... to brace yourself against the bed move to hold my hands still above my head, the action causing you to slide in that last bit so our hips are pressed tightly together, your balls pressed against my ass. The sudden, blinding flash of pleasure of my orgasm wracks my body and causes my muscles to clench around your big cock. My back arches. Sister Hallam's a good stick, though, and I'm sure she'll put a word in for Bethan."The rest of the morning passed in gentle conversation. At Phillip's request, they shied away from the topic of the war and his father spoke of the running of the estate instead. Even here, the war cast its shadow, as every so often, he had to explain to Phillip why someone different was now doing a certain job, the previous incumbent having enlisted. It seemed to Phillip that the war tainted everything. A subtle. Not fat, by any means, but appealingly buxom. Her skirts are tight knit, and she wears tights most of the time. Her blouses, so far, are V-neck. The bras she wears accent and amplify her cleavage masterfully. It's difficult to look at her cleavage, for I miss her eyes. Conversely, though eye contact is important, I'm a "tit man," so don't wish to miss the gazes I give to her chest. At any rate, since she lives alone, I let her know it would be my pleasure to connect with her outside of work, if. They destroy entire families. They bring down whole organizations. They are agents of chaos and destruction and I hate them for it. I pity any fool who gives away his love, his money or his trust to a bitch. What I really hate about bitches is their total lack of remorse and accountability for their actions when they are caught. A bitch will murder the smallest and most vulnerable members of the human community yet will not take responsibility for it or accept punishment for such actions..