He was always willing to chat to her and his hands touched hers quite unnecessarily at times. When Hugo was away visiting a mine and Jon was preparing...paperwork for later, he would often ask Helen to help him in the study and would idly stroke her hair or her back when she was near to him.One afternoon, Helen decided to do something about this, as she found she was missing the taste of a prick every day."Jon," she said diffidently, "When I was at Karl's, Frank was in charge while Karl was out.. " Sarah was riding me hard now. "I heard youmoaning like a little whore as Mark was working you over, feeling youup, running his hands all over your silky little sissy body." No. I didn't. It's not like that." I stammered."Oh yes it is. It's exactly like that. You loved feeling the hands of areal man all over you. You loved lying there, helpless and exposedwhile a real man was in control." NO!" Oh yes," continued Sarah. "You loved it. A real man.With...big...strong...hands."And with a swift. "I'm sorry. What were you saying?" I just asked you where you are from"."London", she replied tersely. Although she liked Jason she had no intention of discussing everything with him."But your accent is not British!", he exclaimed surprised."I know"."What about your parents? Do they still live there?", he insisted."They used to"."My dear Jennifer", he said touching her for the first time, "you should know that I really like mysteries. But most of all I like to solve them"."Well Jason, you maybe. .Jarryn finger my arse...now”And the lads were getting into the swing of things quickly. They were prodding and hooking and flexing quite well. Probing very dirtily in tandem.Rochelle kept to herself...her own so sensitive clitty. Guys could be a bit rough down there. She knew how to tease it under its protective hood. Working her fingers around her clit’s foreskin for maximum bliss. Now you see it, now you don’t. Clit; peek-a- boo.Exciting her clitty made...Ms Moore think of cock. She was up.