Polly took hold of his cock and guided it to her wet hole as he slowly lowered himself down. He paused, then pushed inside her. She instantly let out ...he first of many moans, moans that throughout the night would get more frequent and more pleasurable. His rhythm was perfect and they moved in harmony, she could feel his cock filling her and pulsing and he could feel her sweet pussy grabbing his cock. He pushed her legs up a bit higher and now began to pump with more power. This continued for. ’ ‘Sierra you watch your mouth, do you hear?’ ‘Yes, Peter. The dirty secrets of you two scallywags are safe with me.’ A week later Peter Fish invited Sierra to lunch. Surprised, she asked huskily: ‘Is this an invitation to dine me or to try for my virginity or both?’ ‘You have your father’s wacky humor Sierra. May I take that as a yes?’ ‘You may. At 2:00 would suit me fine.’ ‘I was thinking 1 o’clock.’ ‘And I said 2:00.’ ‘We are not in a negotiation Sierra, be reasonable. One-thirty?’ ‘I. This day she'd been wearing a navy blue skirt suit, white blouse and navy tights. On seeing this I immediately said yes and willingly followed her around the house chatting to her whilst she cleaned. There were some times as well where she'd got her back to me and was bending down to pick something up from the floor so her skirt billowed slightly and rose at the back. These were great as the bottom of her control top kept showing slightly through the slit in her skirt. After she'd finished. There, stretched out on his couch, looking up at him provocatively, was the woman he had seen in the square the day before, Maxine Connor."Hello, Gregg," she said in the same husky tone she had used the day before. "I'd hoped you be home soon."Gregg wasn't at all sure what to do. The jewel he used to hypnotise his victims was locked securely in his desk. His crotch, no respecter of difficulties of opportunity, was telling him that he had to have this woman, but he knew that there would be.