She had this quirky sparkle and I'd catch myself just grinning, with this big goofy, " boy ain't I lucky" expression. But it was more than that, she w...s kind, almost to a fault. I mean, she was as smart as I am but was so... nice it almost made her seem naive.We had been dating about four months and still had not gone beyond heavy (prolonged, extensive oral) petting. I was slowly becoming her pussy master.I love to eat pussy, to make my woman gush, and whimper. I think I love that even more. Jenny comes out with the breakfasts plated up and ready to eat.“Thank you my treasure.” Jenny and I sit side by side and Chrissie is facing us.“Do you normally eat like this Frank? It’s not good for you, you know; I do have to look after Jenny’s interests.”“No, as I told Jenny when she asked the same question on Saturday, a fry up is normal when we were in the van at festivals because we knew we wouldn’t be eating again until the evening, it’s the breakfast like a king, supper like a pauper. There was no way she could rationalize that away. It had simply been one incredible turn-on experience.In the darkness now, she could see it again. Their fine, youthful bodies in the sexy light from the candle. The fragrant smell of pot drifting in the air. The sight of the two perfectly shaped bodies rolling around on the mussed sheets of the bed. The groans and the sighs. The smell of her daughter's pussy and her son's sexual sweat... "Ohhhh, I loved watching them..." Mavis moaned to herself. ” She walked in a slow circle around the men. “You,” she pointed to the oldest of the group, “what is your name lad and how old are ye?”“William your Majesty, I have just celebrated my nineteenth summer,” “And why is there so few soldiers here William,” She moved to stand in front of him. He immediately dropped to his knees and bowed his head.“Many perished on road your Majesty, and there were few that met with the approval that you have told our Captain to use prior to being sent to the.