At eighteen I left school with a clutch of pretty good ‘A’ levels, and much to my mothers delight turned down the various modelling offers in favo...r of a course in Media at a reasonably prestigious London university. My ultimate goal was a career in business – ideally advertising and I threw myself happily into my studies. I was lucky enough to be able to lean heavily on my family name and past portfolio to secure the odd independent modelling job to help eke out my impoverished student. "You may swallow", he said and Amelia did. She felt like she would have another orgasm as the hot, salty cum poured down her throat. She could feel it warming her belly, filling her stomach in a way that food never had. "May we clean you now, sir", Ellen asked and Philip nodded. Motioning to her daughter, Ellen began licking one side of her husband's semi-erect dick. Amelia quickly followed suit, savoring the drops of cum left on her daddy's shaft. Philip moaned loudly as he watched his sexy. Old Fred then lifted his cock up and I watched him place it against my daughters little bald soft pussy lips and for a moment he paused looking at her, she stared wide eyed back at him waiting for him to move in, and then eased forward, and my daughter groaned even louder than her mother had, as his big old cock began to fill and stretch her little wet pussy."Mummy!" groaned my daughter holding her hand out towards Veronica, Veronica immediately grabbed it and holding it tight said "Relax baby,. I left Mandy sitting in bed with a cup of tea and headed for the shop. I had a pleasant but quiet morning until about eleven when Mandy came in. We spent the afternoon chatting and getting to know each other better. A couple of times we were caught kissing when customers came in. Apart from one woman who muttered that we were disgusting and walked back out most people seemed to either try to ignore it or smiled warmly at us. I was continually surprised at how natural it felt, there was no.