My sixteenth birthday came and went almost unnoticed which suited me in certain ways. I was always dressed as a young Edwardian lady should have been....My mother made quite certain of that.Around late July in the year 1908, there was a heatwave which was so severe that people were not only fainting but dying from it. I was struggling with the heat because not only was I wearing full-length dresses but also quite thick petticoats and rather big baggy knickers.?There was almost no breeze in the. O fuck yes i would love it and when he shot his big load in your mouth and there was cum dripping from the sides of your mouth you could share it with me. so what do you say will you do it? please! i really don`t think i could do it i told her. please just think about it OK sweetheart. i will but don`t get your hopes up. and think about it was all i could do for days. i was not honest with my wife cause i really think if the time was right i would not have any problem with wrapping my lips. Thats what you call em, isnt that right? When youre a whore, theyre tricks? She started pushing against my hand. Are you really going to cum? Right in front of all these strangers? Are you that much of a pig? Of a slut? Of a whore? Of… She doubled over and grunted, her orgasm wracking her body, her tits shaking and the chain rattling. What the fuck? Did you see that whore? the men started chattering. Yeah, I want some of that. One by one, they took their turns at my wifes mouth, using her lips. “Yes Daddy, very much,” she says sincerely. In one motion I push her upper body back against the unmade bed as I kiss her softly on the lips. “I have wanted that moment for so long Daddy. You have no idea,” she says. One of my hands slides up under her dress and starts rubbing against the outside of her panties. I could not go back as I fall over the edge of reason. “Daddy, please don’t stop there,” she says with a gasp as my hand presses against her pussy from outside her underwear. “Daddy,”.