” “Yeah; actually I’d really like to fuck your ass,” I replied with an even more diabolical grin. We bantered back and forth for a long ti...e. I started talking dirtier and dirtier to her. At first she pretended like she didn’t like it, but from her sly smile I knew that she did. Finally she got into it when I started fingering her asshole. Wow, her ass was sensitive; she spasmed when I rimmed it with my finger. I could feel myself getting harder and harder—there was no doubt that I was. He was naked and very aware of his nakedness but happy and relaxed nonetheless.He realised the moment that she entered the room and an almost imperceptible thrill went through him.Rowena was dressed in homage to her mediaeval namesake with a long,full heavy skirt and a bodice of such tightness that someone with less fortitude than she would have long since fainted.Her breasts were offered up and outwards at the top of it and the point at the lower edge signposted a reminder,if it were needed,. He was lying on top, moved up a little and kept going at me. I almost screamed, “Fuck me…give it to me hard…fuck meeee good and harddd!” He did, god did he lay it to me, as hard as he could! He grabbed my shoulders, pulling me back hard and rammed that cock home again and again! I just lay there squealing, trying to push back to meet every good thrust of his and loved it. Too soon he gave one last long moan of passion and I felt his cock pump like hell! Damn…he gave me a very nice creamy load. “The 1970s called and wants its humour back.”I glared at ‘Herr Overwurst’ who was grinning at me and twirling his fake moustache. “It’s more 1370s,” I replied with crushing scorn. If it wasn’t for the fact Steve was paying to appear in the movie, I would have fired him on the spot.You remember Steve? Cocky git, largely responsible for getting me in this mess? Wait, you didn’t know he was back on the scene? Okay, rewind, or as we call it in showbiz, a flashback.My ‘Scat Sandie’ persona was going.