Established in order to commemorate soldiers fallen in the service of our country, Memorial Day used to be an occasion for parades, speeches and solem... vigils. The local armoury would empty of tanks, trucks and jeeps. Soldiers donned their dress uniforms and regimental colours; in long, straight formations they marched along to the delight of spectators and children. Fighter planes filled the sky, the sound from their jets resonating in the air, and their contrails criss-crossing in the. Deliberately, I slid my cock along her swollen lips and clit but did not enter her. “You want this?” I taunted her. “Yes” “Where?” I said. “You know where” “Fuck you, you wonderful slutty thing, tell me exactly where you want my prick!” “Inside me” “Inside your ass?” “No, you know where.” “Where, tell me!” I commanded and gave her thigh a mild slap. “In my pussy.” “In your where? “ I continued teasing “My vagina.” “You mean your cunny?” “Yes, you know that.” “Say it!” “Say what?” Say exactly. His handsome teenage cock was sticking up from his lap, rigid and drooling. That gorgeous hard-on would be waiting for her when she and Craig finished fucking. It was wonderful to know that she was going to get one hard cock after another.It was hard to remember, too, that just a few days ago she'd been desperately horny and thinking she'd never find a man to relieve her aching lust. Now she had two lovers, and she'd never have to go horny again.But her thoughts were s**ttered as Craig. ”Carolyn swallowed and turned to face the picture of the scapegoat. She placed her hands palms down on the smooth walnut desk and pressed her hips back, allowing her full ass to press out, giving Sophie a bigger target to aim at.Sophie dragged the cane across the champagne coloured silk and lace knickers from Marks and Spencers.“If I’d known my undies were going to be on show, I’d have put on something special,” Carolyn giggled in an attempt to release the tension.Sophie brought her arm back,.