I was so turned on I could feel my juices running down to my arsehole. He smiled. I bet he was loving the effect he was having on me. I watched as my ...amp panties slid off my legs and fell to the floor next to me. It was written all over his face – He wanted to fuck me so bad. And I wanted his cock. But first I wanted him to give my cunt the good tongue lashing it deserved. He started by kissing my pussy lips and slowly licking them then parting them and moving on to my swollen clit. I gasped. Your dress is torn from you, cocks all around you, your hand's reach down & begin rubbing your pussy lips, fingers pushing deep inside your pussy. Your mouth starts devouring the cocks one after another, guy's hands groping every inch of your body,your body quivering with anticipation, your hole begins leaking as 2,3 then 4 fingers enter you, the thumb rubbing your clit hard.We carry you to the table & lay you down, a couple of the guy's knelt on the table so you can blow them as old Billy. They got on great, but lately, Mark had noticed that she turned back sex more and more often. And when they did do it, she seemed to not have the same passion she had had over the past few years.One day, Mark decided to ask her about it. "Jen... tell me... what's wrong?" he asked one night while the two lay in bed. He had tried to seduce her all evening, but now she sat up reading a book."Hmmm? What do you mean?" she asked, lowering the book and turning her gaze to Mark."I mean... well, how do. Coming back to practical matters, Bathsheba told Elizabeth that she'd seen young Jesse Holmforth, the blacksmith's son pass along the lane an hour earlier. He'd told her he was en route to his uncle's farm a mile further up the track, there to bring back a young she-goat to be served by the village ram. 'He will be back presently,' she told Elizabeth, and then hugged her in farewell and ran back to where her patient mother waited to be set to work again.CHAPTER TWO Jesse Holmforth, a ten year.