Ze drukte haar mond op die van haar en liet mijn sperma in de mond van Lisa lopen. Toen haar mond leeg was, zei ze:“Dit zaad behoort nu aan jou liev... Lisa. Wij zullen het nog vaak genoeg krijgen, maar vandaag is alles voor jou.”Lisa slikte dankbaar het warme sperma door en gaf mijn moeder nog een lekkere zoen.Marijke had inmiddels de bar geopend en schonk voor ons allemaal de glazen vol van onze favoriete wijn. Gelukkig hadden we in Duitsland ook een alcoholvrije variant gevonden, waardoor Lisa. In the six weeks after the trip to London Jane spent more nights in Sir Henry's bed at the Hall than she did in her own at her parents' home. She quickly became accustomed to the weight of her fiancé pressing her into the mattress, and very much enjoyed the pleasure that his prick gave her as it drilled deep into her belly. Sir Henry, for his part, enjoyed having a much younger woman to fuck, and yet was wise enough to confine himself to simple missionary position copulation, and a little oral. So I checked and luckily seats were available. I booked us tickets in first class AC and hoped to get a two person coupé which in some trains is called Honeymoon coupé. So you get the gist.Finally the day came, I was so excited to meet her that I reached 2 hours early. After some time I went to my seat. I was anxiously waiting for her to arrive. I forgot to tell you that we hadn’t gotten the seats we wished for. Instead we got a 4 seater. I looked at the chart and saw that our fellow passengers. My god, I saw stars. He was delicate with it either. He rammed into me so hard. If I hadn’t been so wet it would have really hurt. He just kept plunging into me. I arched my back and grabbed him trying to catch my breath but he just enveloped me- his massive arms grabbing me up like the ragdoll I had become. I just couldn’t catch up. And when he started whispering in my ear… things like “what a little slut I was for doing this” and “he knew that I’d wanted him for months” and “he’d known that.