This must be Helen? Come in! Sit down. I can’t greet you properly until I get these in the oven. Geoff, dear, go and find your father. He’s in the...shed. Go on, go on. I’m not going to assault your fiancée.”Helen sat at the kitchen table. Her nervousness had not diminished at all. Geoff’s mother was shorter than her, and plumper, her hair showing significant grey among fading brown. She continued her work, using a cutter to cut the scone dough, and placing the results carefully on a baking tray.. To get into the mood, I started stroking my cock too. She grabbed my chest. Dug her nails in and started thrusting at a high speed. I said – baby, thora dheere. dard kar raha hai. She took her panty and thrust in my mouth and kept at it. She said- thora der aur bas. She kept at it. She was very selfish in this way. For her pleasure my pain was not even a factor.It maybe because she did not use any lubrication this time, she was hurting me quite a bit. I struggled my way out of her hold. Her. As he shagged me he leaned over and licked my nipples, such a turn on. I looked down and my own cock was getting hard again as he pounded my ass. I put my hands up and around his neck but he wouldn't move he was grunting and groaning, I stroked his face as the beads of sweat glistened on his forehead, I rubbed his nipples with my fingers, he seemed to like that.As he slowed down, it was a shame cos the feeling was immense, I said to him "Don't cum inside me", he said he wouldn't, after a few. ‘ Elise moaned, and felt her legs spreading of their own accord. Her pussy was aching now, cum trickling down the insides of her thighs, her clit demanding attention. He knelt between her legs, and dipped a finger into her pussy, making her writhe in pleasure. ‘So wet for me already, aren’t you?’ he whispered hotly in her ear. Elise nodded, half mad with lust. Nick was speaking again, his cock poised just at the entrance to her cunt. ‘Tell me what you want, Elise. Beg for it. ‘ Elise moaned.