‘That was dreamily beautiful.’ ‘Huh?’ ‘Lovely.’ Alfie began playing it again and suddenly crapped out on two cords in a row in surprise. S...e’d started to sing and had a voice, not a ‘voice’ but a really great voice. They finished. ‘Again I say lovely.’ ‘Yeah, that was good. Do you sing much?’ ‘Not really, but there are no many songs I term ‘softly lyrical’ that I don’t know – I don’t like hard rock or half the other crap that the radio pounds out these days.’ ‘These days? For fuck sake,. Ashley tried desperately to swallow what little sperm that she held in her mouth as John continued to cum on her pretty face. She could feel wad after wad of hot liquid splatter on her cheek and lips. John moaned, the last of his jism trickling out. He couldn’t believe he was doing this to Holly’s friend!Meanwhile, Keenum loved the scene, and it showed in how hard he was fucking the poor girl. He had managed to grab her flailing legs again, and was holding her by her ankles once again as he was. His shoulders were slumped.He was drawn, weak. It was as if he was shell-shocked, as if he had seensome horrible atrocity in some war.He had been stripped of his dignity, of his confidence. He was beaten.As we stood in my office, it was neither of those things that struck meabout Phillip.It was that he was wearing a dress.I almost laughed. The image was that absurd. Here he was, this man in hismid-40s, with short hair and large hands, standing in my doorway, wearing asoft blue dress and blue. He also understood the self control, on her part, that it took to ensure nothing else happened between them. It had been a game he played with her - while enjoying the erotic intimacy that they shared. As long as he had not attempted to cross the boundary that she had set between them, he was allowed many liberties. Though he had never seen his sister masturbate, as he had done for her pleasure, nudity between them had been commonplace.Being rather plain and an unsocial girl Karel had come to.