A moment elapsed and she gave her list of requirements to the desk. “Do we want some sherry trifle?” she said, looking at Tom. Tom gave her the th...mbs up and kissed her shoulder as she put the phone back on its receiver. “Can I give you a little massage?” asked Tom. “Oh Tom, you are so thoughtful! Gently though please.” Tom loved to give a massage to a girl. He found it a very sensual experience and with someone as sexy as Zofie, very pleasurable. She rolled onto her stomach and waited to be. For many years Bert had been the pub's gardener.A little brass plaque of remembrance was put up near Bert's usual stool in the bar and for a long time that stool was never soiled by a local resident's behind. Holidaymakers knew no different though and some of them did get a little confused by the toast of "To Bert" that was often sung out if one of them made the mistake of sitting upon that stool.It must have been only a couple of weeks after Bert left us that my cousin, Billie, turned up one. In thecorner of his eye he spotted a chair."Well, I guess when all else fails..." he grabbed the chair and liftedit up above his head. "...try brute force." With a mighty shove heslammed the chair into the glass wall.The chair impacted the wall with a loud clang. Hayden had closed hiseyes in anticipation to the glass shattering. He opened his eyes butthe glass hasn't even cracked. "Ah hell..." he lifted the chair againthen repeatedly smashed it into the glass. After the sixth try hefinally. I held her thighs to make it last as long as I could, but she was still thrashing around the bed, eyes closed, moaning, nipples stiff.I stroked her body with my hands for a few minutes, then put my cock deep into her pussy. Tonight I was so excited, I knew I would not last long, and I think she understood. I fucked her pussy hard for a few minutes, and I could feel thing ring on my shaft. When I felt my cum surging through my cock, I pulled out and sprayed all over her pussy, clit hood ring,.