...I’m cumm.....ing!’ Ron moaned as his thrusts became wilder and more violent. Ron’s body stiffened and he collapsed onto Lavenders back as spu...t after spurt of his cum filled Lavender up. Both Lavender and Ron’s panting became calmer and softer as they lay there, Ron on top of her back as his cock began to soften inside Lavenders pussy. After a while, Ron pulled out his cock which was quickly followed by a trickle of white liquid, which began to ooze silently out of Lavenders pussy. ‘That was. The house had been here for about four hundred years, with the Underhill family as owners from 1811 until the 1950s. The Medcalfs had also lived in the village for generations and one his ancestors, a farm labourer, was born on the farm in one of the tied cottages in the 1850s. That labourer had ten children that scattered in all directions. One of Daniel’s ancestor’s brother moved to London to seek his fortune. He didn’t make it though, and died relatively young of consumption, but one of his. She was not wearing any panties and she gestured the young student to come forward with her index finger. She licked that same finger, a slow seductive action as she stared straight at the camera, then moved it between her legs. She had a wide brown landing strip adorning her otherwise smooth pubic mound and caressed her pink slit as she let out a whispering moan. She watched her student inching over, still on his knees, and when he was close enough, she grabbed his hair and pulled him to her,. “My humble gift can help soothe the irritations that may afflict you.”She removed something from its burlap wrapping and held it up. Some who were still paying attention gasped; others laughed. It looked to be made of wood; whether carved or natural, Jeena could not immediately tell. It resembled nothing so much as a human forearm and hand bones. A stick about that long ended with a few finger-like extensions.To demonstrate its utility, the old woman mimed scratching her back with it, before.