" Wine and glasses in hand, we returned to living room."To the two most beautiful women in my life. May their lives be filled with love and happiness ...orever." I said as I raised my glass in a toast. After a small sip, Jordan stood up. "Mom, I hope you and Wilson live long and happy lives." And I joined her in that toast. Not to be outdone, Trish stood. "Brian and Jordan. May your love for one another grow deeper every day." Between the three of us we finished off the bottle of wine and soon we. He then put both hands under my skirt and picked me up till my face was in line with his. "Not gonna answer me then? You know good girls reply when spoken to." I was burning bright red and couldn't say a thing."Well, if you’re not a good girl then that makes you a bad girl. Bad girls get taught lessons." A smirk spread across his face and I was a little scared, but so intrigued to know what he meant. He then kissed me passionately but very rough as his hands were massaging my bum cheeks, every. "So each day we met and mostly went for walks, Gaby andPippa receiving the perceived wisdom of girlhood from thereal thing in buckets. By Friday they were satisfied thatwe would pass and everything was set for the five of us togo to Sheffield on Saturday morning. We were meeting atBernie's house to get ready then catch the bus first toWorksop then on to Meadowhall. Time would be short,Bernie's parents were taking her brother to Nottingham andwere leaving just after eight, our bus left at five. All in one motion, in less than 10 seconds, he put every inch of his cock inside me. My mouth stayed open, still in heaven from him eating my pussy and not believing it could get better. There would be no more slow, intimate moments. His grip on my hair was tight, and the line between pain and pleasure was blurred. Every time he slammed me I felt my skin shake from my ass to my eyes. His thrusts were coupled with pulls on my hair. He was in total control of me. My experience became one giant.