Er yeah, I suppose I'll have to admit that young Vanessa and Averill were magic in the kitchen and the village pub sported an extensive menu, when I w...s out in Hertfordshire.Anyway while in the shower, I found myself ruminating on what Sue had been harping-on about. I hadn't consciously listened, but obviously some of what she had been saying had sunk in my thick skull.From what I could recall of Sue's rant, it appeared she was convinced that two young girls had apparently got into the habit of. It hung off my hair in long gloopy strands and dripped off my face ontomy huge tits. I was so shocked I couldn't even speak, as I staggered tomy feet. He had just shot his load all over my face. I felt so ashamed.How could he treat me like this, I thought, but my place now was not acarefree teenage boy, I was a meek obedient trophy wife and wasexpected to act as one. But now I also knew I needed to keep him interested. I needed him tofuck me. "Do you want me to go and slip into something sexy. She takes what she can but chockes a lot still her head bobs up and down like a street whore as she learns to control her self and engulf the massive cock his massive balls beating her face as he fucks her young mouth steady and fast. Then he can't take much more so he pulls out gets between her legs and drives in pushing his cock into her never fucked cunt sending her into a orbit of pain and plasure mixed together till he dumps a load of baby juice in her freshly fucked cunt. He leaves and. I retired to the bedroom, where we had prepared all the vestments of the room for this occasion, while Darian toweled the couch dry. Darian sat above me with my head in his lap, his hands a golden helmet around my head. Warm energy moved down my body, bringing with it a languid relaxation akin to sleep. I felt very heavy and drowsy, as the golden threads of revolving light wound down my torso to the Bunyanesque egg on its lower half. Like fingers, the cords moved in undulating waves,.