“Yeah, whatever,” he said with a laugh. “Can you stay all weekend?”“Right through Monday morning.” Jack grinned at this, and I set my beer...bottle down on the table. I undid the zipper to my windbreaker and peeled it off nonchalantly. I straightened up and picked up my beer bottle and glanced over it at Jack.The effect was electrifying! Jack swallowed and stared at my chest. His mouth flapped a couple of times, and then he got his voice. “You did it!” He looked up at me with a gleam in his eyes.. She held his cock in her vise-like pussy as she kept bouncing, rubbing her walls on his cock and drawing out her delicious orgasm.Charlie felt his own orgasm rising and just as hers passed, his took over. He pulled the young girl close, holding her tightly and pressing down on her, shoving his cock as deep as he could get it before exploding, pumping her full of his hot sticky cum. He pumped several large spurts into her - having not had sex in a long time, he had quite a load built up, which. Come her my little angel.” Patty walks to him slowly, he takes her in his arms. “Patty if I wanted I could have a dozen regular slave girls, but I you are the only one I keep. You know I do like a group of girls from time to time so I thought you might like a girl you knew and was comfortable with for our excursions into that area instead of strangers like we usually do.” “Patty looks up at her master, “Cindy is wonderful, she can do anything I want while you are away, I am not lonely. So, it was on a wet Wednesday when old Fred pottered up in his antique Morris Oxford car, his dog `Nelson’ turned out to be a gigantic St Bernard, soft and loveable. And he made himself at home in Nans kitchen immediately. Fred was everything Lucy had not been, a laid-back gentle but firm old lad, who had a twinkle in his eye and a spring in his step. He had arranged with me to have Kelly in the playroom and secured, naked. I had cuffed her and hung her by her wrists, blindfolded to wait his.