‘Ready for another of my tales?’ Of course I was. I rarely refuse when Martha offers me a story. She only speaks to me when I’m in a receptive m...od. ‘This story is from the mid-19th Century. It was high summer and the family had come down from London for August, bringing several friends. One of their friends was Elaine, a distant cousin. Jerome, a closer relation and a younger son, was also staying. He had just finished his degree and was deciding what to do with his life. His eldest brother. I loved the color of her body, the shape of it, the feel, everything! Larissa is one sexy little Latina. Well she's not little anymore. Now she's a sexy fertility Goddess! Larissa's pussy constricted my throbbing cock as her orgasm rocked her body. I leaned back so her giant tits weren't pressed against me anymore. I loved feeling the soft heaping mounds of tit flesh against me. I only backed away so I could bend down and suck them. I took the dark brown nipple in my mouth, nibbled it gently,. My nipples erect, both very prominent and pierced, traveled through his fingers. He plays with my nipples through my shirt and bra, making me moan and squeeze m legs together, my lips behind his ear. I’m so ready, so willing, so wet. I want to feel him inside me. As I’m rubbing up against him, I’m thinking about last night where he bent me over this same kitchen sink. I’m thinking bout how wet and tight I was for him, and how his thick cock made me scream out his name so loud he gagged me with. We were both horny and ready to go at it. But we were out in the open. That look she gave me turned me on even more.I let her down off me, but I still had a noticeable bulge in my shorts. Taking her hand, we started to walk around the fair. We didn't care who saw us anymore for we were together. Many thoughts were going through my head, mostly thoughts of when and where we could fuck. We passed a few spots we could have tried, but it was still too public. Even if I was all for the rush of.