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I lay back and stared at the celing as she came forward, straddled me and began to sink down towards my member. She had to adjust her position a number of times but finally she was poised above my rigid pole. Slowly she sank down, the soft moist lips of her womb gently engulfed my member and with but a single stifled cry she slipped the last few inches until entirely sheathed and then started rocking back and forth. “Do I please you?” she asked. “Please me?” I agreed, “I am in heaven.” “Good,” she agreed, “For I find your pole most agreeable.” I went to sit up to kiss her, but she shook her head, “Later.” My balls were churning, “Time to withdraw I believe,” I announced. “No, please, not sexy yet, tis too soon,” she replied but all at once my seed erupted wthin her. “Oh good lord I am transported, oooohhhh.” she gurgled in her ecstasy. And then it was done. We both in disarray, her dress torn, my breeches discarded. “Now you may kiss me,” she admitted, “And next time ask leave to mount me.” “I shall mount you when and where I please,” I countered. “When pornstar we are lawfully wed perhaps but until then beware.” she warned. She stood up letting her dress fall. She walked to the window, “How far does your estate stretch?” she asked. “Why, to the copse atop the hill, and beyond the corner of the valley side,” I explained. “It is important for a masturbation woman to understand blonde what her son shall inherit,” she admitted, “I do believe if I rest my elbows on the window cill you might pleasure me as father pleasures the scullery maid when she bends over the sink.” “Do you spend every waking hour watching your father fornicate?” I asked. “Of course not,” she insisted, “My brothers do it far more frequently, its so unfair that they may consort freely and I might not for fear of falling for a child.” My mind reeled, she looked round at me as she rested with her elbows on the wide window cill and her buttocks pleasantly deported and displayed, “So shall you mount me?” she asked. “Why yes, but pray give me a moment to recover,” I replied. She wriggled her buttocks delightfully, “Oh well if you cannot oblige I shall seek an Ostler or gardener or some such to serve me.” “No, I will serve you, have no fear,” I asserted as I approached her, my member rigid in my hand once again. Her quim was still moist. I teased her with the tip of my pole against her slot and then oh so gently eased inside her. “That is most agreeable,” she agreed, “Most agreeable!” I grasped her breasts and pulled her firmly towards me pressing my member even further inside her, “Oh my lord, oh babe that is heavenly,” she gasped, “Don’t stop.” I could no more stop than fly to the moon. Her face reflected in the window glass was a vision of pleasure, beads of perspiration glistened on her forehead. I rested my head on her shouder between thrusts trying to prolong the pleasure but the forces of nature could not be restrained and soon my balls expelled a surging tide of cream to blast into all her most secret parts and seek to fertilise her. “Ohhhhh,” she gurgled as her fires were thoroughly and entirely quenched. I waited a moment and withdrew, “I own it must be nigh on dinner time ,” I opined, “Cook!” I shouted. “I ent sucking your nob,” Cook insisted when she waddled in and she exclaimed, “Oh, oh I see you found somewhere else to stick it,” she said, “You wan’t to watch out girl you’ll be caught you mark my words.” “Cook Miss Fortesque has consented to be my wife,” I said proudly. “Its all right for you, what about me?” Cooks asked, “Where am I going to get another job at my age?” “She will share my bed not take over your kitchen,” I explained. “But I likes a fuck now’n again,” Cook said sullenly. Miss Fortesque came to the rescue, still with parts displayed she held up her dainty fist, “Mama used to have a servant girl pleasure her when Papa was away, her fist was much the same size as mine.” “Where’s that?” Two were at the edge of her body and one had penetrated at or slightly above the navel and the point stuck out her back. “Fresh fish! They asked why didn't I just notify the board? I order them, one for me and one for Jill. April lifted her head off my dick and signaled to Lisa to grab it as if she was ready to climb on. I could feel that sexy domination rippling off of him. How you deal with it is up to you," I said as I started to pull off my clothes. Her pussy was burning up. She said she really got turned on by me watching her and Tom together. “Good, that's good.” Not now. Bell holds on to me. We both pull the handle, and the door flies off at some ridiculous speed. Now feel on the underside of the pelvic wall. It was if she had bitten into the blonde forbidden fruit. His lips formed, but did not speak the next word: "Bitch." As the ladies were talking, I got up and wiped sexy my face off with a paper towel. My lips latched onto her clit, sucking it. After finishing with the fish I started the fire in the fire pit. "So that would be three, in masturbation that case we might as well buy all four. But, that would be for another day, when pornstar she pissed me off. Then she came, hard. “Get the fuck off of me!” She mumbled through my palm as her arms thrashed around, trying to break free of my hold. “Or are you reliving a trauma of when you were bullied yourself? She started to wiggle. I told everyone that we have to go now and we walked back to the boat. Unfortunately for the victim that had just painfully expelled the eggs from her body she is the first babe available victim and ends up suffering an agonizingly painful death. I dripped a couple of drops of cum on her leg.