”“How come you’ve not heard of it?” asked the woman puzzled. “It’s been all over the TV, the internet, newspapers. The kids should have he...rd about it at school.”“We were all home schooled once we turned eleven,” I said, only marginally less affected than Huw, and wanting to get her to look at me. “And we don’t have a telly, and we’re too busy to use the internet for much.”Now she stared at me. “You don’t have a telly.”“There’s never anything on worth watching,” Mum said.There was a minor pause. He rubbed my ass as feltthe plug (I felt my penis stir a bit as he did this. I didn'tknow why) and grunted an affirmation that it was there and thenslapped my ass as I stood and turned facing him again. He askedme what perfume I was wearing and I said in my most femininevoice, "I am wearing the Opium perfume." It smells very nice and feminine," he said. "Now show me howyou shaved your crotch and explain what you did."I pulled my panties open and showed him the patch of pubic hairthat remained. Jim went over to the table to tell them of our decision and to find out what the next step was. After a few minutes he came back and said we were to follow them to their house. They were parked outside in a red BMW. And away we went.They had a very nice house with an in ground swimming pool and privacy fence. I could understand why they wanted to scope us out before they approached us. They wanted to be sure they would be safe. That Helen would be safe. There was no telling who they might be. Harry was never sure whether a woman would be aroused or offended by dirty talk. He would have liked to say to Marina, "I love the way your cunt gets so wet. How would you like me to fuck you?" As this was their first time he resisted the temptation. Nevertheless, his cock had grown hard without any practical help. His fantasy was about to be fulfilled and he could wait no longer. Kneeling, Harry rolled a condom over his projecting member. He wanted Marina to see this process for several.