’Finally, John is all the way in me, the pain subsides, and I relax. ‘You OK? asks Tim, ‘I am not sure, that hurt like hell, but it’s not so b...d now’.John slaps my arse again, ‘there’s a good fucking sissy faggot, look at that, two fucking cocks in the whore’s arse’, and with that he slowly starts fucking me, as does Tim.‘Oh lord, that feels fucking amazing, oh yeah, fuck me, both of you fuck me, give it all you’ve got, oh, I am such a fucking dirty filthy whore, filled with cock.’ They both. ’ Simon turned to me in the back seat and rolled his eyes. I had to stifle the snorting laughter that I wanted to let out loud at his mother’s snobbery, which he was obviously equally embarrassed about. ‘Mother, would you rather collect us from Bristol?’ Simon replied. You know as well as I that the train connections are appalling from London and you wouldn’t see us till midnight.’ ‘True’ his mother conceded. ‘That wouldn’t be good. Of course, with more notice I’d have rostered myself off, but. Matilda said, "Where are his parents?"I said, "His parents and siblings were on our other plane. It was shot down at Taiwan when the people there tried to take us over. David and I have been acting as parents to him. He is a very good young man. His grandfather was the founder and long-time leader of Protection. His mother or his father could have been director but they chose a different path. He is a very thoughtful and mature young man."Matilda said, "I like what I have seen and heard of him. He could feel the muscles of her pussy clutching his shaft, as if desperate to keep him within her. Every thrust was agonizing pleasure radiating through his body.Charlie had never felt as turned on as he was at that moment. The entire evening had been a long tease for him. Watching Michelle parade her beautiful naked body in front of him all night long had gotten him more worked up than he realized. It was only when he finally had his hands on her body that he felt the intensity of his desire..