“I rather fancy buggering your ass, anyway, Mr. Doyle. It’s so exquisitely tight, virtually teen-tight, actually. Like Edward’s ass might be.”...She feigned sudden inspiration. “Now that’s an idea! See how you compare to his genuine teen-tight ass.”Tom struggled not to laugh. Where did she come up with this stuff? He had to teach her a lesson.“That crack deserves a good retaliation, Mrs. Doyle!” Snatching the tablet away, he tossed it onto his table and then yanked Penny over his lap. She. "Take me to bed Terry" she breathed into my mouth and together we walked hand in hand up to the spare bedroom, by the squeals of pleasure that we heard, we gathered the other one was in use!It wasn't a fuck, a screw or even a quick shag, it was the result of two lovers being apart for almost a year, she had tears in her eyes as I slid into her warmth, she kissed me hungrily as I began moving inside her, fucking her slowly with each deep thrust of my hips."I love you Terry" I never stopped mum,. ’ ‘No sign of any antique rings I’m afraid, but there’s a lot of rather nice oil-paintings.’ put in matron, ‘Some have rather indelicate subject matter, but there’s plenty that wouldn’t be out of place hung in the entrance hall.’ Miriam smiled. ‘I rather like the sound of that. We’ll do it. The portrait of Claudia will make a nice focal point and I’ll have old Sylvester Fairyfield put on the wall behind my desk in the study.’ Matron’s brow creased. ‘Sylvester Fairyfield?’ ‘Yes, you’ve probably. It’d be faster. If we take ‘em one at a time, it’ll take hours. Better to get some more men and do it all at once.”Seth considered, and finally decided that the three would make better tacticians than he would. He agreed and then he would take over once the targets were in the coal mine.The following night was Thursday, and each of the targets would be coming home at about five or six p.m. That presented a logistical problem for Able, Baker, and Charlie, as the three Senecas decided to call.