"Jake shook his head vehemently, "Not this stuff. This is one of the classier sites."Helene's eyebrow went even higher, "'Cock-Gobbling Sluts' is clas...y?"Jake nodded, "Comparably." But, it's all within the law?"Jake shrugged, "According to Miss Phuong. And, she seems to want to nail him to a wall. Some of his stuff couldn't be produced here. But, he does it through a holding company in Amsterdam." Amsterdam?" asked Helene. "Do you think the Vandevoorts are involved?" I don't see any link," said. I could feel the fire in her body and started touching her hairless polished white legs inside her dress and moved to top to her thighs. I gently touched her wet pussy on her panty to make my intention clear. Now she started caring me and raised both her hands to hold my head/hair and raised her neck to have a dip, elongated mouth kiss.It was enough for me to resist any more. I was totally out of my mind. I picked her from ground and took her to their bed room and threw her in bed and planted. It didn’t take very long at all; we were both more than ready for some release – Jen because she’d held back the previous night and let Julie have most of the orgasms, and me because I’d been thinking about making love to her much of the train journey back from Middlesbrough and my time at home earlier that evening. My preparatory work ensured that she got there first – and she got there in a big way – but the tumultuous gyrations of her internal muscles almost immediately had Gustav spurting. ”“Maybe it’s my age,” she suggests, “the forbidden fruit and all.”“Maybe,” he shrugs. “You are toxic and why this has to be our last time together.”“Then I guess now is as good as any for me to get dressed and get to school,” the teenager says. “I don’t want to be late.”“Oh, you won’t be late,” the man says grinning mischievously. “I’ll get you there on time.”After their last romp, they shower and dress. The house is nice and cool compared to the night before with the sweltering heat. Outside.