" Right," he agreed, "Where is Geoffrey?" Last seen in the Library with a pile of old Autosport Magazines," Mary replied."Send him to the garage," Mel...hett suggested, "Suggest he tells CSM Jarvis to stand the men down while he takes Lucy to the pub." George!" Mary protested, "That's appalling!" Well, what else can we do?" he asked."Let her decide what she wants?" Mary asked."It's black and ten inches long the last I heard," Melchett replied sadly.Geoffrey couldn't understand what he was being. He then pulled out after 10 mins of furious fingering and snogging and pulled his trackkies down. He stripped off and spread my legs apart, he put his dick deep inside me bare while he snogged me on the stairs. He fucked me hard and fast like this for a bit, my slit taking his massive cock deep inside it. My tight hole felt so good as he pounded me. He then lifted me up and had me bounce on his cock as he walked up the stairs. At the top of the stairs he pushed me against the wall, still. . it couldn't be an orgasm. Orgasms did not feel like this, this swirling, inferno-like blast-furnace of this driving, dangerous ecstasy that was starting to possess her, crawling like sparks of hot fire all over her body, driven by the mad quivering of sexual delight pouring like a river out from the fat mound at the crook of her thighs.Or, she thought with lucidity rapidly fading, she had just never really had an orgasm then... this was -better- than an orgasm, more intense, and yet this. ." He trailed off. "Perhaps you would like to adjust your Christmas gift list?"This sounded interesting. "Well, I already have a gift for Denise, but I'll happily get something for Bobby and Layla too." Good," Dad said. "Good. Do that."Dad went to work and I headed off to pick up Fran on the way to school. Denise was hanging around at the car park to catch me. "Can I have a word?" Sure," I said. Fran kissed me and ran off to her class, leaving Denise and me alone."Let me guess," she started..