"Justin blushed a little. "Thanks Mrs. Jones," he said."Oh, enough with that already. You can call me Nanna or Kay. No one has called me Mrs. Jones in...years." she said. "Oh, okay then," said Justin. "Does that mean I can call you Kay, too?" Justin said. Kay smirked at him. "You, mister, can call me whatever you want, since you're my only grandson."The three of them went inside and the boys hauled Kay's luggage upstairs. "So, what do you two keep busy with around here?" Kay asked. "Well, usually. I was licking her juicy boobs on the way to the room.Rekha: Wait, darling. Let us go to the room first and then you can resume your naughtiness.Me: Ok, Rekha.I lip locked her and started rubbing my fingers on her cunt and spanking her ass as well.Rekha: Looks like you are hornier than me.I made her sleep on the bed and started licking her juice filled hairy pussy like ice cream as if I haven’t had it for ages.Rekha: Slowly, my son.I became naked in no time. I put my finger and started to shake. ”They both went up to Eleanor’s room. Harriet made Eleanor sit down on her bed and sat beside her, holding her shoulders. Sir Anthony saw the pain in his daughter’s eyes when she grasped the meaning of all this, and her lips began to tremble.With a calm voice, he related the news to his daughter. To his surprise, Eleanor showed relief.“Oh my god, father, but for a moment, I thought Antonio was dead!”“Eleanor, dear, they have not found him. He may have perished,” Harriet started cautiously.“No,. He pushes her down using her throat, no longer giving her the option of rising as he stares into her eyes.She begins to fight as the lack of air overzealous her, hands bound behind her back keeping her from clawing at the hands wrapped around her throat.He thrusts harder, mashing her clit against his pelvis as he fucks her harder than she has ever been fucked before. His cock growing harder as he leans in to kiss her lips which have taken the slightest tinge of blue.He whispers against them “I.