He owed it to his older brother to expose his wife for what she really was. Mike would be upset at first. It was only natural. But in time, he would t...ank Gene for opening his eyes.In the meantime, Gene intended to make the most of his final rendezvous with Sarah. Once he blew the whistle on her, she would no longer be putty in his hands. But that was okay by him. His sister-in- law was no different from any other cunt and there were still plenty of hungry pussies willing to put out for him. In. Have no mercy on her." I will have none."Tigress kisses the lips of Bird. The beautiful girl is rather lesbian, as most girls in Hagarch House. "Well, I get a shower. I am all soaked in sweat." Make Snothead lick the sweat off you." I love your idea, little one." Or make me do it, please. I lick you off from your armpits to your soles." Including my pussy?" Including your sweet pussy." OK, girlie." First i put Snothead on her place. Place your knees on these pebbles, bitch."So i kneel on sharp. Now I can smell her odorous bushy triangle that has covered her honeyed entrance from the view. I hear her moans as I touch and stroke her soft round thighs.She shifts on the bed as I push her thighs apart. With left hand I part her dark tendrils that have hidden her tender pink petals. I lick her groins and gently stroke the entrance of her little morsel with right hand. She moans loudly and I can hear her say, “Yesss…aah…ummm…yesss…”I quickly dive my face into her vaginal slit. I rub my nose. Then came men holding aloft brightly coloured banners depicting agriculture labourer holding scythes, colliers with pickaxes, foundry workers against a background of smoking furnaces.These were the members of the local Hampden Club, marching in groups applicable to their trade and occupation. There were also banners proclaiming similar sentiments as those carried in 1819 at Manchester, extolling ‘universal suffrage’ and ‘a fair days pay for a fair days work’.The banner carrying men halted about.