”Lady Lambert weighed that argument whilst Eleanor turned beet red. Ellen had whispered something in her ear and now covered her face with a napkin ...hilst her shoulders shook in silent laughter. Sir Anthony had pity with his daughter.“Stop teasing Eleanor, all of you! Mother, please invite the young man to join us. He is a nice young man and there is nothing for Eleanor of which she should be ashamed.”Lady Lambert nodded with a smile and left the room. Eleanor jumped up.“Ellen, can you help me. “Besides I don,t know if my little cunt can take his big cock!” “Angie do you have to use that language?” I protested. “What a prude you are Sarah Howard! Get with life! Dirty words turn me on and they should turn you on as well!” “Well they don,t! I thought cocks tastes dirty?” I retorted. “Of Course they don,t no worse than your pussy” we,d already had lesbian fun together and I knew her pussy tasted good as I,d licked it a few times. “Do you let Neil cum in your mouth then?” I stammered. “Of. And ever more frustrating. Worst of all, every one would have his key in it somewhere... tucked into the top of a stocking, nestled between her breasts, laying on her stomach... always it was somewhere, teasing and tormenting him with every glance. Then, on the very last night, She called. They talked for an hour, Her voice teasing and arousing him as She explained to him exactly what he was to do the next day. Finally, She delivered the ultimate torment... he could hear Her voice becoming. George was silent, his truths indefensible. “I know you don’t want to ‘gently, lovingly ease your engorged member through my dainty ideal, my most teasing breech’” she said, now wistfully, famously regaining her composure and mocking his mollifying, ostensibly considerate, courteous depiction of ‘blasting’ her ass. “I watched the tapes, Georgie; I know you want to buttfuck me – painfully and unconscionably, ferociously and forever – and I want you (too or to?, he thought, pouncing on this.