" There was a long moment of silence. Tina's mind was racing. Part of her told her to grab the opportunity and part of her told her to forget it. Fina...ly she looked up at Marge. Her voice was quivering as she gave her answer, "I'd like to try it.", she said. "O.K.", said Marge, "You can expect a call in the next few days. The name is Sir Robert." Tina barely remembered the rest of the day. For the next couple of days, in fact, her mind couldn't get off what was going to happen to her. Her days. Once in London I would place my hypothesis before John Stafford, and hope he would engage me to go to Cadiz to locate the evil woman.Westminster Steps were wet and greasy from the fine spray whipped up by the fierce east wind blowing along the River Thames, and I made a careful way up them to Bridge Street. Force of habit took my feet along George Street, leading to Queen Street.I stopped abruptly when I realised where I was headed. My bed for the night was to be at Rob Crawshay’s lodgings in. She has bigger tits than Jenny. Where Jenny is like a mouthful, Mandy is a handful.WE spent a lot of time naked in the pool.One night Jenny must have gotten another wild hair and she pulled me into her crotch. As I started one of my great lick jobs, she re-positioned and started in on my member.The thought of this young couple seeing my member and my wife sucking me got me excited. I shot a load quickly. I kept going on Jenny until she was again squirming in front of th cute couple.“Thanks,. “Please what?” I said, rubbing the head of my cock through her lips, smearing her juices on my length, “Please Thor. Fuck me. I need your cock!” she pleaded, her voice dripping with desire.Well, I had always tried to be a good student and listen to my teachers.Taking hold of her hips, I thrust my hips forwards sinking all nine inches of my throbbing cock into Miss Sif’s molten cunt in one go.“Oh, my god!” she exclaimed.“Fucking hell Miss! That’s one tight pussy”.I wasn’t lying. Her pussy was.