Soon she pushed me over onto my side and we cuddled. I dozed for a few minutes, and when I woke up she smiled and asked, “Was it good?” “It wa... perfect. Did I make you happy?” “Yes, it was one of the best.” “Do you always talk like that?” She laughed, “No, babe, that was for you. I wanted your first time to be unforgettable, so I told you what I was feeling. I didn’t lie, but no, I don’t usually talk like that.” “Do you like it if I say ‘cunt’?” She smiled, “Only if I say it first. I. At first the kisses were the conventional kind with the closed mouth, but the kisses progressed to the deep tongue penetration that they had been doing that afternoon. Otto wanted to resist, but he couldn't; when Martha pulled his hand to her breast, he let her guide his hand into place, but he did not massage her breast or rub his palm around. This kind of restraint was really wearing on Otto, but he managed to stick it out long enough for Martha to return her hand to his and to move his hand. " Priscilla hooked her blue-green sacque dress over her stays and tilted up her thin nose. "There, now I'm ready for the world." She tied a pale fichu about her neck and tucked it into the front of her stiff dress. "And for the captain." You look very fine, m'lady." Anne dropped her an exaggerated curtsey, arms spread wide, head bowed, hem lifted."And you look like an escapee from the scullery. Comb your hair, at least. And please don't wear that dreadful curl on your shoulder. You know Aunt. Look at it!" His erection is average in thickness, but incredibly long, adorned with a grossly lubricated condom. I suck in my breath, my diaphragm straining against the pull of the hanging chain. He lifts my legs, placing my ankles over his shoulders. He fumbles with himself, poking his glans against my anus. I shriek in mortified shame, going rigid. He hunches his hips slightly, forcing his erection past my sphincter and slowly but forcefully, completely up into my rectum. I wail in shame and.