Milly looked on having finished her texting and waiting on a reply from her mum and knew exactly what my plan was giving me a smile of encouragement a... I gently explored between her cousins legs and when I pushed my finger into her wet hole Janie gasped out, “OMG sir, OH YESSSS!” as she felt my finger penetrate however I had a better plan as I withdrew my finger and pushing my hands up under her arse I pulled her to the edge of the sofa and bent my head down and immediately felt the warmth of. ." Snowhalk muttered."Snow how do you spell your name?" why?" just tell me..." S.N.O.W.H.A.W.K" dammit i have been spelling it wrong all this time" Moon said baning his head against the wall."That's it get outta my room" Snowhawk said in mock-angry voice."If im out im not coming back in.." Moon warned."Ok then you win" Snowhawk sat up grabbing the sheets and pulling up it to cover her chest."And to think that no one knows about us, but us " Snowhawk said cheekily."Do we really want to hide this. …………… Morning dawned gray as Michael rolled out of the large Queen Anne bed. The MacDonald Randolph was an old world hotel. Built in the 1860’s it had once been home to a Count, converted and updated over time, it had the air of English aristocracy that fit so many of Michael’s notions of what ‘English’ meant. Taking care of his morning rituals and dressing in a comfortable pair of black jeans a heavy wool turtleneck sweater and his well worn timberline boots he closed the heavy oak door to his. “You like this, huh?.” he smirked. “You little virgin; you had no idea it would be like this, that it would feel like this, and now there’s no going back, is there? I’m fucking you right now, you’ve already sucked three cocks tonight and you have one as deep inside you as it can go right now, and there’s no going back to the innocent little girl you woke up as this morning.” He looked straight into her eyes. “You’re a fucking slut, you’re a fucking slave slut, and you can be a perfect.