., almost. So much in her life had beengroomed for who she was today. A young woman with a wonderful attitude aboutlife..., and love.Yes, love. Jeremy...had swept her off her feet the moment they met. He was agorgeous young man and brilliant too! Jeremy was athletic, a man who lovedthe outdoors. His body was sculpted with hard rippling muscles. Perfect blueeyes that she could lose herself in as she stared deep into his soul. Theman had a strong jawline and a perfect nose. His hair was blonde and. . and that of Constance, Ella, and the other women, whilst they napped, gave her extreme satisfaction. They would sleep after further masturbation on those mornings, whilst the wretched Creed was made to appreciate every moment of his last days. It was just such a mature Matriarch with spitefully enthusiastic younger charges, that Creed was handed over to as the last name was crossed from the list, on the eve before his period of chastity and the glorious event to follow a week later. Julia’s. . well. My father, his church, had a very limited idea of what women were good for. Only a very few occupations – like midwifery and nursing – were considered suitable. I early realised that my one hope of avoiding a life like my mother's was to qualify in a 'suitable' profession so I could leave home and be independent. So I worked hard at school. I think the teachers must have been sympathetic, because they certainly supported and encouraged me, lent me books, that sort of thing.When it came. Thankfully he'd built up quite a lot more stamina since their first embarrassing fuck. Tugging the cum filled condom from his shaft he mournfully loped over to the bin. She insisted he wear a condom, as she found the fact that women so frequently were the ones who had to take charge of contraception offensive. Kristian could only dream of how pleasurable that insane pussy would be without the annoying plastic barrier."Come on man," a voice in his head began. "You can't keep letting her lord it.