"Only cold ham and salad for lunch," she said. "Saving up for a feast this evening so let's have a drink." Oh golly!" exclaimed Christopher. "In all t...e excitement I forgot. I've got a present for you both. Excuse me."He dashed out to the car and returned with a supermarket bag. "Tina told me that you both had a taste for gin and tonic but had pulled your horns in recently." Oh my!" said Rosie. "Do we ever! That's very kind of you, Christopher. I'm not sure that you're allowed one though,. Christ, she wanted to get a bra on as soon as possible, as he would be sure to notice. Nothing was said, fortunately, and Robin managed to get to the bathroom with a different bra and get properly dressed before she rejoined her husband. The thoughts going round and round in her mind left Robin in a daze, but she tried to act as normally as possible for the next few days, and even allowed Jeff to fuck her beautifully after they had been out for a nice meal on Friday night. She hoped that. Just as her climax subsided, I started my fucking motion. In an inch, then slowly out. Again several times. Then in halfway and slowly out. Repeat. Repeat. Then deeper and deeper with each stroke. I could feel my testicles slapping against her beautiful ass as I slammed deeper and deeper until I was all the way in again. She cried out, “I can’t cum again, but I want you to!” I kept on. Surprisingly she started to respond again. “I can’t believe this, ” she gasped, “I’m going to cum again.” She. “I know the Boers. I’ve lived with them and fought with them in the Zulu wars. They’re farmers and ranchers. They don’t want their country ripped up by get rich quick merchants and then leave when it’s all gone. They’re all God fearing men who will defend their land with the last drop of their blood as all you farmers would do if someone tried to take your lands.“So you agree with them?” someone in the crowd yelled.Stanley looked sadly at them. “I left England when I was seventeen years old. My.