It was relatively easy to convince her to don the black garters and nylons for me despite the fact she was the sort of girl that tended to omit pantie... from her items of clothing most of the time. The combination of her lack of undies and the display of garters and nylons would make me so hard that there could only be one way to return me to a normal state of relaxation.My other close bonking buddy is a married woman with the unusual name of Hortense.I like to call her Ho just to see her look. Suddenly, she was spinning. Well, the chair was, and she was along for the ride. She crossed her arms, summoning a look of indignance as she came around to look at him. Ken stuck a foot out to stop her in front of him. "Maybe you should be worrying about yourself if you're so bored you have to bug me while I'm working."She'd hoped to piss him off, make him stomp back to bed, so she could focus for a while. He wasn't biting, though. "No, baby, I'm worried about you." He bent down into a squat,. "I don't suppose?..." Not for a few days at least," Jenny replied, leaning on his shoulder as they climbed the hill.Once back at the Manor gates, Jenny walked unsupported to the front door, trying her best to walk normally despite the aches she felt."Go see how your Father is. I need a bath," said Jenny."Yes, Mother," Tony replied as Jenny headed upstairs to ease her aching lower body.Tony found his father sitting with a slightly blushing Dora, being read to and appearing to be quite. Right after Tammie reached the top of the stairs, she turned to the left and headed down the hall to her bedroom. Right on her heels, Matt caught up to Tammie before entering the bedroom and put his arms around her. “Got you!” Matt said quietly into Tammie’s ear as he stood behind her. Matt cupped his hands around Tammie’s breasts and his lower torso with a suddenly hard cock pressed against her ass. “Oh, God. That feels good,” Tammie moaned as she leaned her head back so Matt could run his.