She raised herself then sank down with a contented sigh and a slight dribble from her ball gag. Then she began to hump greedily.Teddy laughed, “Bal...y gamekeeper, spitting image of the sod, cuckolded d’ya see?” He explained, “Never was me daughter, should have fucked her years ago.”I shook my head, I had been bamboozled again. “Going to climb on?” Teddy asked, “Take the tradesman’s, three way and all that?”“Ah no, I just remembered I have to see old Graithwaite about some business,” I said as. .. acceptance. "Please come in. May I get you two beautiful women a drink?" They followed him into very comfortable room. His house was amazingly elegant, yet filled with a certain quality of emptiness."A toast..." John raised his glass and Susan and Jennifer followed, "to whichever of my partners and/or friends compelled you to put a smile on the face of an old, tired widower. And a special thanks to you both for dressing yourselves in this manner and being so very generous with you time.. She was sitting in the front row looking miserable. I found out later she didn’t want to be there and was forced by her parents. Catherine was 17 and a natural blonde with curly hair, which she kept short, just above shoulder length. She has very fair complexion and bright blue eyes. She used a little lipstick and mascara (the nuns were strict with make-up) and the whole thing produced a sort of elfin like effect. I gave her a good long look and let my eyes travel down to her tits. She was. "Do you have a picture of her?" he asked, tilting his head back to better meet my eyes. He lifted his head when I sat up to reach under my bed, feeling around until I found what I was looking for, and lay back on the pillow with the head shot of my mom."You keep it under your bed?" Seth asked as his head reclaimed its place on my shoulder while I took a moment to look at my mom's face."I'm going to frame it," I insisted. "I just... I'm waiting until I can look at her without feeling sad, you.