She was wearing a white tank top and black shorts. I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her tits wear swaying around and I could see her big nip...les poking out. She saw me staring at her tits and looked down at them. She looked back and smiled. I was getting aroused, and felt my cock begin to get hard. “Scott, I don’t know what we would do without you,” she said and started to give me a hug. She pressed her body up against mine and I could feel her hard nipples poking against my bare. She was wearing a skirt (well below her knee) and a shirt top. She was wearing shoes.As she sat on the sofa to take off her shoes, I walked up to her and lifted her legs and pulled off her shoes. She was extremely surprised. She of course knew that no one was at home. I literally carried her into my uncle’s bed room and threw her on the bed. After her initial surprise she started to struggle with me. As I literally threw myself on her, she turned and was now face down. She told me, ‘touch me. And only meat, when the queen entertained there was only meat. The countryside would be stripped bare of game and livestock. Until dessert, when the savory pies would give way to sweet, and there was always a chocolate fountain. The queen would place me at the end of the table near her and I would be invited to eat my fill, to smile and make polite conversation. But when the guest was gone, if I'd eaten too much, in a manner unlike a lady – she said – I would go hungry, again for many months.I. Carrie's views on condoms were simple, they were a necessary evil. She didn't like them but she couldn't imagine casual sex without them in this day and age. It was something she'd hammered home in discussions of sex she had with her daughter when the girl first starting getting serious with boys. But she still liked sex to be as natural as it could be, despite the rubbers. Men didn't have ribbing, crosshatching or feelers, neither should the condoms. She'd heard some women liked these things,.