She grinned at him. "Good boy," she said, giving his cock a pat.She walked over to the single seater couch that was in the corner, pulling him along b...hind her by the leash. He was winching as she jerked on the leash, just to let him know who was in charge.She turned around and sat down on the couch, her knees together. "Get on your knees boy," she told him, looking him in the eye.He hesitated for a moment, but that was all she needed. She grinned as she grabbed the leash up close by his balls. Descent by the Bar is still descent. Charles, the barrister, married an Irish lass ... a right fine redhead with the fire in the belly to match the fire on her head.She was a lusty wench. David, the second son was never a son of Charles. Bastard to the Bastard Bar, he was. The airbase had a surfeit of handsome and young officers ... the barrister was away ... the lass did play ... and caught. Charles never knew until the Davie lad was born blond ... and left handed.Never ... not since 1158 .... She use to be damn sexy.After that we started going to beach for some while after completing work in office. I will pick her up in egmore In beach we will find a place to sit where nobody can see us. We sit and do French kiss for long time and she will alive me to insert my hands to cup her boobs inside her jacket.As her boobs where to big and her jacket all will be too tight I felt difficult to cup her boobs so she removed her jacket hooks and taken away her boobs from her black bra. Its was. I tapped her shoulder that the girls were back, so she played a fake swim around, and got back to her corner. I turned on full jets so the girls wouldn’t notice anything, including me jerking off to cum. I hid the orgasm the best I could, I tried to make it look like I was stretching out almost. They got back in unawares.We sat in there for a half hour or so, and we went downstairs to go to bed. I got the sofa, but we only had one sleeping bag. Kathy took the bed and my sister took the bag, so.