Don’t ever say you didn’t like it!” As she looked at him, Vic could see tears rolling down her face cheeks. “Maybe . . . maybe I liked it ju...t a little, but . . . but I shouldn’t have, honey. That’s not the way it’s supposed to be. I’m supposed to hate it, not like it. Please don’t make me say I liked it.”He still had his hands on her meaty hips, still had his meaty cock deep inside her horny pussy when he spoke again. “But you DID like it! I know you did!” he told his mother as his body. Right now." You got it."I started puttering around in the kitchen, lit the barbecue and was just about to set the table when Carole burst in. She was a different girl."Danny, Henry just called. He's figured out a way that he can keep me on, at least for a while. Isn't that great?" Fantastic. Let's celebrate."Chapter 5Carole had regained her appetite. She handily put away a steak, baked potato and sautéed mushrooms, as well as more than a few glasses of wine. There was no dessert. Carole was. When his Uncle and Grandfather were killed in an accident he was dragged, somewhat unwillingly, from his peaceful life as David Ransome, a Ph.D. student mathematician at Oxford, into a rôle for which he was totally untrained, in a country he had not seen since he was brought to England by his English mother at four years old. He took to it like a duck takes to water. He revelled in the harem system, and he soon learned how enjoyable absolute power can be.The country, too, had taken to him. It. I moved my finger around her inside her. I bent my finger inside her finding her g-spot. I rubbed and massaged her g-spot. She started bucking and moaning continuously. The walls of her pussy were pushing against my finger signaling the next orgasm. The pressure exerted felt as if it was going to be a big one. Her orgasm came and her body twisted and jerked as cum came out of her. At this point I gently pushed Olga off my cock and moved to insert it into Svetlana’s pussy. I mounted Svetlana.