"You never asked. Just said 'You must be Sarah Franklin' on that first day. I'm Sarah here, Sally at home." Polly stepped forward, then thought better...of if. "I thought it was a bit of a joke at first, then I got to like it. Does it matter?"He shook his head looking at me in wonder, "Oh Sarah! You have no idea. Did Elizabeth know?" Polly came forward, anxious now."Polly! This is witch business." He was serious and Polly backed off.Witch business? Never mind, I could feel love radiating from. ”“You two still have sex? After what I heard I wouldn’t think so” she sniffled and rubbed her nose on a sleeve.I should have avoided the question, it wasn’t something I should discuss with my sixteen year old girl but I told the harsh truth “You mother hasn’t fucked me in over three years, I can tell you the exact day she did, it was your thirteenth birthday. That night we got drunk and screwed half the night but right after that she changed. She started demanding more and better stuff but I. Then, “Oh my god!” she grunts as she starts to shiver and shake.As her orgasm hits she stops bouncing and settles down onto the full length of Tom’s big rod. Now she starts to slide her small round ass back and forth furiously, grinding her erect clit against his groin and prolonging her spasm.As the first wave passes she slows her pace but keeps grinding.“Is it my turn yet? Charlie asks.“Two more minutes, two more minutes,” Mille begs, as her next orgasm is already starting to build“Two more. It was blue and white, like her former attire had been. She was in really good shape. I've said many times before that I am unashamedly a big tits man. I don't even mind a few extra pounds if they have big tits, but sometimes you meet someone who just changes your mind. Em had maybe B cups? She wasn't flat chested. She was actually very shapely in her own slim way. I still have a photo in my phone from her Facebook page, of her posing in front of a mirror in a wetsuit, and wish I could peel.