This week, a young tall blond. Next week a thirties something re headed milf, the week after, an oriental girl. You get the picture.I had discovered a...new "establishment" in Blackburn, made a phone call, and was very soon chatting away to the unknown lady on the other end as if we had known each other for years. I got the address, rang off, and drove over there. I soon found myself ringing the door bell of a small bungalow in a suburban cul de sac. The door opened and a pretty thirty something. She would then probably raise her arms in the air for him to lift it from her body. He could visualise their kissing and his touching; softly fondling her body as he explored her with his dark eager fingers. He could visualise her lying back and parting her legs wide for him to taste her. He could visualise his large dark skinned hands parting her thighs and his thumbs parting her cunt lips so he could access her sex with his tongue.In his mind, he could even hear her screams of passion. He. ... Can come back later." Wanda said nervously."Its ok Wanda, come on in, I insist." Lucy pushed past the boys, and took Wanda's arm. She lead her into the living room, then took the large bag she had brought with her. "I didn't expect you until a little later, honey." Lucy turned to the boys. "This is Wanda, can she join our party." The two boys grinned. "Sure, the more the merrier." Lucy, I don't think I.............." Lucy cut her off, by straddling her lap and sitting down, then. I ached to reach out and stroke the abundant swells of her breasts; I longed to put my hands between her legs and "play with her" as she said Jimmy had done.Chrissy paused, and in a hoarse whisper I said, "And then what happened? Go on."Talking softly, Chrissy continued, "That's when things got bad." It hurt real bad?" I said, anticipating the rest of her story."No, it didn't hurt, because he didn't put his thing in me. I didn't let him." You didn't? What did happen, then?" Well, when he got.