“But the Soams family haven’t lived here for years. Were your ancestors living in the village during the English Civil War?” “Yes, definite...y! We suffered terribly at the hands of that devil Cromwell.” Anger showed on the woman’s face now. “You talk as if you knew them? The people in the civil War?” “Would it shock you, if I said I did?” Sandra looked at the boy now, a very serious glare in her eye, which spoke of a darker secret, about to be revealed. “Is this more of this mystical. I devoured the toast. ‘I’m really hungry. How about some of the home fries?’ ‘I’m not sure you’re ready for that,’ he said. ‘I’m starving, Jeff. Please?’ ‘No, not a good idea.’ ‘Okay,’ I said with resignation. ‘Could you get my ginger ale? I left it in the bedroom?’ He got up from the table and headed into the bedroom. I reached over and scraped some of his fries onto my plate and shoveled them down with my fingers before he got back. As he returned to the room I burped. ‘Oops,’ I said. He. I lubbed up my cock and placed it at her most sacred virgin hole, I told her the game was totally in her hands, She took a deep breath and pressed back against my cock, I saw her ass begin to open the of a sudden her sphincter relaxed and the head if my cock slid inside, She stopped, took in another deep breath, I asked if she was ok and I would pull out if she wanted to stop, she groaned that it was a little pain at first when my cock slide in but let her rest a few minuted, I caressed her. .." I straddled her legs facing her. I scooted up real tight againsther. She started laughing more and said"My God Genny, your not going to pee?"I leaned in and let it go. I could feel it splashing against her lowerbelly and back at me. I kind of tipped my pelvis downward a little andmore of it was going down into the bowl. She was still laughing. My facewas buried in her hair and hers was against my shoulder. Her hands wentaround and pulled my butt up even tighter against her. Her fingers.