..."I want to please you."While Dulce was warming me up, Woody had climbed over us and it looked as he was about ready."C'mon, honey, c'mon, fuck mama...s pussy, fuck it, cmon..."Roger pulled out of Ida for a second and rubbed his slippery cock against Woody's lubed, but still more dry one."Get in here, Woody, get in her puss, this is so good..'"Okay, but you first. it works better that way" Ida, are you ready for two cocks?"Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah. I'm close now,I think I'm going to start coming. After Alf’s instruction, Becky stepped boldly up to the bookmaker, handed over her three guineas, indicated her choice and was handed a slip from the bookmaker’s clerk.Sir Oswald came out to stand with them as the horses lined up. “Did you help her with the selection, Alf?” he asked.“All her choice, major,” Alf told him.“Quite an amazing coincidence,” Sir Oswald said mysteriously, as he was told the name of the horse, but he didn’t elaborate. At that point, Becky was jumping up and down with. "Going to be working a lot of evenings," her father pointed out. "thatplace doesn't open for lunch. Won't you miss spending this last summerwith your friends?" Well, it isn't going to be every night," she informed him. "Andbesides, I'll have the days and I won't be standing over a fryer all thetime." I'm very proud of you, Allie-girl," her mother beamed."Thanks, Mom," she felt the warmth creep up her from the compliment."Tomorrow I am going to have to go do some dress shopping. I need a. The way she gave me a long and slow up and down glance,the way her beautiful brown eyes found my lips and didn't look away.And then her body, pressed against mine.Chest to chest.I felt like I was suffocating, I felt like I was just going to die right then - hyperventilate before I even got a taste of her mouthon mine. Before I even got a taste of my mouth on....her. All of her.Everywhere.And then her lips touched mine...and I pulled her close.And I didn't even have to ask if this is whatshe.