He removed his fingers as she settled and released her nipple so he could look at her face. The pleasure and contentment he witnessed sucked at his so...l and he knew he was lost. He had never felt possessive of another but as far as he was concerned the only cock that would enter the sweet hot cunnie his fingers had claimed would be his.He slid off the bed and stripped. Grabbing her hips, he rolled her over and spread her knees. He lined up behind her and pressed his bulbous cock head into her. "Don't get cute with me, son," he snarled. "The pebble, the fucking black pebble." Oh, that thing," I said. "Is it valuable? Do you want me to call the cops?" Shut the fuck up," he shouted.No one knew anything and in the end he had to give it up as an outside job, but he wasn't happy about it and for months afterwards he was in a very foul mood. He would get drunk early and usually pick a fight with some one, not me for I was useful, his accountant and I looked after his books and his money. It. I tongued her clit, whilst thrusting into her face, driving my cock as deep as it would go.Teel gulped with each stroke, drawing breath as and when she could. Her hands reached around to caress my buttocks, pulling me urgently into her. I lavished attention on her smooth labia, running my tongue along the full length of her slit, and then teasing the tiny bud, making her wriggle deliciously. I concentrated on delivering her pleasure to the detriment of my own relief, as it became increasingly. (Don?t forget dear readers, we three girls were still only the sizes and weights of ordinary seven or eight-year-old children. It was an easy task for our mummies to pick us up and comfort us. It also meant they could physically control us easily despite our actually being sixteen and seventeen-year-old young ladies.) As my naked breasts squeezed against her feather soft frontage, Mummy Jones whispered reassuringly in my little ear. ?Don?t be afraid darling, the ladies only want to.