“Why did you choose Mark?” I asked again putting an edge of exasperation in my voice.“He was the easy option and he is rich,” she said with a ...int of shame in her voice.“Didn’t you always say money meant nothing to you?” I asked quietly.“I did say that sir.” She replied knowing just where I was going with this.“So you lied to me from day one then?” I lifted the horsewhip off of her ass knowing that she would be lying to me.“No, I didn’t.” I used my full force to hit each cheek with the. As it turned out we played it twice because the first game ended in a nil-all draw .It was a rugged , defensive slog most of the way through that first game and scoring chances were few and far between . I play on the right wing and I have a good double-act going with Reg, the centre forward ; we work the old one-two on the right wing and have scored many times in the last couple of seasons. It was mainly down to us that we made the final that year .Anyhow, the best scoring chance that came up. . fuccckkk!"Her furious sucking of my cock coupled with her caressing and gentle squeezing of my balls brought me to a climax too, and I flooded her mouth with my come just as her mobile rang."Oh God," she laughed as she swallowed hurriedly, "Here we go again!"This time it was Sarah asking us to go over to their place that afternoon for tea and drinks afterward."She says she's got some news for me, but she said she'd prefer to tell me face to face." Or pussy to pussy," I added doubtfully, but. She finished undressing herself -- why always with the lotion first! she thought -- and put on the strap-on and straddled her daughter.Jenny braced herself for the penetration, but one of the things Jenny thought she'd llike about having sex with women -- slower, more giving, less hurried -- as it turned out applied to having sex with her mother. Melanie cupped her lotion-slick hands over her daughter's breasts and caressed them, massaging and pinching. A guttural moan escaped Jenny, and she.