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“Give our Bob a hand to spread wench’s legs so we can see if she’s pure,” I commanded. “Indeed Glory Hole sir,” he replied and the daft bugger grabbed Lady Rochester and started to push her to the ground. “Not the old trout the kid,” I shouted, “Bugger me what do you use for brains?” “How dare you!” Lady Rochester snarled, her breasts heaving and her face red with anger. Next thing Carstairs had Miss Rochester lofted and neatly laid on the chaise longue, that's like a posh settee thing. “Ohhh the indignity,” she protested, but her eyes were rivetted on our Bob’s cock. Like most folk back then she never wore no knickers, well they can’t pull em up with all them layers of skirts and that so it were pretty easy to take a look see and check her peach. Our Bob pulled her skirts up and peered at her quim. Daft sod hadn’t a clue what he were looking for, so I had to peel her lips gently apart for a look see. “Mr Stephenson, please!” Lady Rochester protested. “Ah there it is our Bob,” I said, “One hymen, she’s pure lad.” “Can I fuck her dad?” Bob asked, “Only me cock feels like it will burst.” “Might as well lad,” I agreed. “Mr Stephenson.” Lady Rocester appealed. “Wait your turn!” I joked and Carstairs helpfully lifted Miss Big Tits chubby Rochester’s legs right up so her feet were beside her ears so Bob could get at her. He gently eased the end of his cock against her soft pink quim. “Don’t fart about give it some welly,” I said. He thrusted and slipped off, bloody near buggered her by accident. He tried again, and again. “Guide his cock in lass or we’ll be here all night,” I suggested. She tried to guide hs cock but that failed. “Stick a couple of fingers up and ease her a bit,” I suggested. “Worse than fitting piston rings in steam washing engine,” he observed but he stuck his thumb deep in poor Miss Rochester’s parts making her squeal. “Ohhhh!” she gasped. “And again, try the big un,” I counselled suggesting he tried his cock again. He tried again, and with Miss Rochester guiding him he somehow inelegantly mounted her. His pink ass wobbling it reminded me of a Boar Pig rutting with a sow. I felt the native pound into me really hard and then grunt. That is a big no. Master moaned and pressed harder into her mouth with every viscous spurt, emptying his whole load. Steph and l went to my bed compartment to lay kissing and carry on our Big Tits fun. You start humping my face uncontrollably and then you explode, cumming all over my face. I chose the one closer to the window and laid out the stuff from my pocket. “You are a slave,” he said fucking her chubby harder. After a few seconds of trying to see I gave up and went back into the tent. Mom took my elbow and steered me along the aisle avoiding the people left in the waiting room. We were pulling ourselves as close together as humanly possible on every in stroke. And then Deb lowered her voice and asked me, “How much do you think he’s going to give us?” Need to use a lifeline? “So, uh… Have you thought about what you’re going to be doing next year? He closed his hand around it and started stroking it while looking at her. The tears on the back showed the top of her ass crack and the holes on the side gave a Glory Hole nice view of the sides of her tits. “You're not confident Sven will please Queen Sidhe,” I whispered, still feeling like the guards would object to what we spoke about. "Nice meeting you, Lois, my names Danny." He grew more excited as he saw his wife being screwed by his brother in law. The blue-haired girl nodded and stood up shakily and had to hold on to Beau. With me in that position I would be in the perfect position for Jon to ‘whip’ me so I guess that’s where the name ‘whipping-T’ came from. About that time, her older college-aged sister walked in on us unexpectedly. That’s no way to speak to a friend is it?” She smirked and stood, stretching out her arms and letting them both see that she carried her machine pistol in its holster. "On your knees slut, I don't have much time." The atmosphere under the desert sun turns uglier and uglier. She writhed beneath him like a bucking animal, thrusting her hips upward. Angela turned her head to hide her smile.