Twenty seconds of this, her breathe fast and her groans getting longer and… My fingers were getting wet. Ooh… Look at this, youre getting wet for ...e! I whispered in her ear, still moving inside her, feeling her vaginal walls pressing my two fingers and I took them off, reaching her mouth, Here, suck them for me. She hesitantly opened her pretty mouth, her red and full lips shivering. I put my fingers in and she closed her mouth on them, sucking slowly and awkwardly. Good girl, youre a good. The old gentlemen raised an eyebrow at his grandson. "Are you quite all right?" Brand gritted his teeth and replied "quite all right, thank you, Grandfather."Bitsy giggled to herself under the table, as she ran her tiny hands up Brands thighs, then started to rub his crotch. "fairy on his pillow indeed." She watched him squirm as she started to nibble through his breeches,Bending down to pick up the napkin he had dropped, the old gentlemen lifted up the table cloth and found himself looking at. "You realize that she won't let you out of her sight now, right?" I said. "What the hell were you thinking? How did you two leave this? If she comes down here or ever finds you alone with me she's gonna hitthe roof. Jesus, girl, you've got a brain - I suggest you start using it. You want me, you say,yet you no doubt alarmed the hell out of your mother by saying such a thing, which wouldonly put her on guard to prevent you from ever being alone with me. Again, how did you leave . At the same instant almost the other jets spurted, and all five men were directly sitting down, some with eyes closed, others with eyes wide open, all quiet and palpitating, gently frigging, squeezing, and tittillating their pricks until pleasure had ceased.Afterwards we were quiet, then came more grog, more allusion to the legs of women, their cunts and pleasures, more baudiness, more showing of pricks and ballocks, another sweep-stakes, another frigging match, and then we separated.I do not.