I should point out that the insult I have mentioned is most frequently attributed to an exchange between Lady Astor and Mr. Winston Churchill. However... while neither was present (Really, they were both but little older than I and quite unknown at that time!) both had friends who were, and I cannot but think that they both heard of the exchange through them. Regardless, as we separated after the meal, the gentlemen to retire for brandy and cigars and we ladies for a more genteel sherry, the talk. ’ I didn't know her name so I was stumped as to what to call her.‘Jenny Cooper. I live across the road number 45, flat number 6. Can you at least take a look at my car? Please?’ She pleaded with me.‘Ok, sure I’ll take a look.’ I said but knew almost nothing about the practicalities of repairing car engines at the side of the road. At the car the problem was obvious. The back tyre was flat. ‘Its a flat tyre.’ I said. ‘Yes a broken flat tyre.’ She said. ‘Can you fix it?’‘Do you have a spare?’ I. .. you know. But then I saw you were already banging her. And oh, my lord. I didn't know you could be that rough. I mean, I like pain. But that was just insane! You two were incredible!" Then she turned and looked at me with a panicked expression. "But how can I compete with that? She's so much prettier than me. And she even fucks better than me."I sighed, already annoyed with her teenaged immaturity. Kaitlyn's emotions could turn on a dime. "Kaitlyn, it's not a beauty competition. I'm not a. But her pussy was still very tight. So I took some olive oil from kitchen and applied on my cock and on her pussy lips. Then I slowly entered my cock in her pussy. She was moaning loud due to pain, so I lipped lock with her. And started stroking her cunt faster.She was going mad! Her expressions were very sexy. Then I took off my dick and placed it between her boobs. She tightly held her melons and I started to stroke in between her melons. It was an awesome feeling, my dick was in between.