God, I am hot. I grab the pouch with my other equipment out of the bag and step back into the room. You are naked, laying on the bed. The sight of you...makes my pussy ache. You are still hard, slowly stroking as you wait for me. I stand with a hand on my hip, accentuating the corseted curve even more. “Well, I was going to just rip whatever you put on right off again, but I think you can wear that for a little bit.” I sigh and slink back to the bed, spread your legs and kneel between them. I. " Isobel nodded and turned to me. "For the past six years one Martha Driscol, whore, has been wanted by the police for beating a client to death in a whipping brothel in Camberwell. The descriptions match perfectly" She smiled. "You don't have such places only in India, Henry." "Why didn't you just inform the police?" I asked her later when Drizzle had been taken sobbing back to her room."And expose all the Glimmeridges to ridicule? No one would understand how innocent he is. And what. But it was too late for any more deliberations; she needed to be fucked and she wanted this cock inside of her. Grabbing her round ass on both sides, I went in for the final move. I did it slowly. As in slow motion, I pushed forward; but I would not hold up even once. With extreme determination, I sank my enormous erection right into her centre. Her pussy was stretched so much that I thought it had to burst out the next second. But that did not happen; instead, she seemed to have entered into a. She got on her back on the bed and rolled her legs up behind her arms and let her feet rest behind her head. She reminded me of a pretzel.As I stripped off my clothes, she greased up her own asshole using two fingers and then three fingers to get it good and stretched out for me.I crawled up on the bed and I slipped my hard cock into the opening that she had created. I slipped right in with an audible ahh. She too made a sound of pleasure and then she rocked up into me. I had never fucked a.