As the weekend drew near I was getting eager for Lisa to sit for me again. So eager in fact that for the two days prior to her coming over, I had her ...n my mind constantly and that caused me to get very frequent boners. I'm not certain but I think my Mom may have noticed I was making frequent trips to the bathroom, where I would whip out my boner and jerkoff for some relief. On the night Lisa was to come over I was on pins and needles waiting for her to arrive. Mom said "What's wrong with you. .rude." Oh, thank you, Papa!" Natasha threw her arms around her father and gave him a kiss.Dinner was a very quiet affair that evening. Madrone served the food with a stern look on her face, her disapproval evident in her eyes and in her posture. Andres sat at the head of the table with downcast eyes and toyed with his food, lost in his own thoughts. And Anastasia, wife of Andres, daughter of Madrone, mother and namesake of Natasha, was, as always, a silent presence at the foot of the table,. "Annabelle just took fright, the silly girl." City's full of cutpurses and men like that fellow, probably a rebel deserter." Really?" she said, holding my elbow a bit more firmly, pressing my arm against her stay-supported and upright breast in a friendly manner. I nudged her a bit each time she rolled toward me, prodding her nipple out of her lace from time to time.When we reached the front of her brick house, one probably confiscated from some rich Dutchman, she curtsied again displaying her. Sometimes, she sat straight up with her cock pointing towards me, rubbing her breasts over her tank-top and squeezing her nipples through the fabric. At other times, she would lean forward, resting her hands on my shoulders and bouncing my crotch so hard I was afraid something might break.Occasionally, she paused to grind her ass against my groin, torturing my poor dick, which was already engorged to capacity. Mercilessly, she forced my dick deeper into her, letting her asshole swallow every.