"OK boy, swallow it all. I don't want a drop on my carpet," he said to me. I couldn't pull away. His hands were holding my head in place pulling me cl...ser, forcing more of his cock down my throat. His cock enlarged and I wasn't sure how to handle this until he backed out until only his large black cock head was in my mouth. His cock unloaded a huge load into my mouth. After the second blast I had to swallow, for fear of letting anything drip onto his carpet. Another swallow after the fourth. " Mmm, well I admit that you've been gradually creeping around my mentalblock, posh girl..." she said."I wasn't trying to. You've made it very clear I'm from the wrong sideof the tracks, as it were." Well sometimes you don't seem like an aristocrat at all." That's because I'm not. My Dad's a landowner, not a lord, for God'ssake. And do you know how difficult it is to make a living from owningland? Assuming you don't sell it to developers, which he couldn't evenif he wanted to, 'cause it's. After a few days I had myday picked out as well as my date and escort. His name was Paul andhe would pick me up at noon on a Tuesday. Getting ready for me is almost as much fun as dating. I took myshower, shaved the important bits, powdered up first thing in themorning. I also cleaned out my pussy with a douche enema wash, younever know when you may need to be ready. My size is 44D-35-44, notexactly a bony little thing but very curvy and cute. I am 5' 9" and Iwear my brownish red hair very. I delivered them to the drive of their parents’ house, a substantial villa in its own grounds. The younger sister, Janis, turned back to give me a wave as I drove off. Mary seemed barely able to walk the length of the drive. I followed the A25 to the edge of Redhill and joined the A23 towards Croydon. Half an hour after reaching Croydon I braked the car to a stop outside my family home.I was stiff and tired. I might be the returning prodigal son but I wasn’t bringing any gifts. I had sent them.