Without the middle finger it would be impossible to draw the renowned English longbow and therefore they would be incapable of fighting in the future....This famous English longbow was made of the native English Yew tree, and the act of drawing the longbow was known as ‘plucking the yew’ (or ‘pluck yew’).Much to the bewilderment of the French, the English won a major upset and they began mocking the French by waving their middle fingers at the defeated French, saying, See, we can still pluck yew!. I couldn't speak as she tried the bathroom door, and of course it opened. “where are you?” she asked, in a strange voice. My heart sank as she walked into her bedroom. She didn't notice me at first, but as she turned to walk out her eyes widened. Her was her son's sixteen year old mate, stood in her bedroom with his cock dripping pre-cum all over her panties. Her lips parted, and I readied myself for the shouting that was surely to ensue.“Well, what am I going to do here” she said. I. I was gone so much of the time now that I wasn't really in town long enough to meet anyone else, besides I kind of liked being alone, at least I didn't have to wonder who or if my wife was banging somebody while I was gone.That brings us back to my being in Dallas, I was sitting in the hotel lounge, sipping on my drink when this guy around thirty or so, sat down next to me. There had been three empty stools when I walked in and I took the center one. I have no idea why I do that, but I always. I quickly moved to look inside. Sure enough, someone was in the shower and it didn't take long to recognise that it was Pam. Then it hit me. This seventeen year old girl was completely naked just a few feet away from where I was standing. The shower had clear glass though it was pretty much steamed up. I could still see enough to give me an aching erection. A few seconds later she seemed to step back as her wonderful arse pushed against the glass. This had two effects, first I became harder and.