I got in and Brian climbed in next to me, mom leaned in and looking at me she said."You make sure you do everything Brian tells you", and as she moved out she slammed the door shut. Brian winked at me with a wicked smile, but said nothing. We put our seat belts on, and were on our way.Once we were at the house and ready to start, Brian asked.āWhy are you wearing your jeans? Youāll me mega hot. You should know after yesterday that the room will be like a sauna within minutesā.āI know. It was momās idea. But I have got an overall coat; maybe I could wear that and take my jeans offā.āNot a bad idea, but Iāve got a thin white nylon coat in the van; it will be much lighter and cooler. Glen go and find it, itās somewhere in the back of the vanā. Glen went off, and soon returned with the coat.āNip up to the bathroom and take off your clothes, and put this on, youāll be much coolerā.I went upstairs and I was soon stripped off, only keeping my panties on. Then I put on the coat. It came down to the floor, and was made for someone with a waist like and elephant. My arms were lost in the sleeves, and my hands could not be seen. I didnāt think it would be possible to work in this, and I looked so silly. But I went down to show them, more as a joke than anything. I walked in, and held my arms out like a scare crow, the long sleeves drooping from where my hands reached.āI donāt think it was made for someone my sizeā.āCome here, its only an old one, Iāll soon cut it down. Itāll be cooler being loose fittingā.I walked across, and he had a pair of wallpapering-scissors in his hand.āHold out your armā.I did as he asked, and he took hold of the loose material of the sleeve, sliding the scissors inside, and cutting up the outside to about elbow height. He put down the scissors, and gripped the material with two hands tearing it around my arm, leaving me with a short sleeve down to the elbow. āNext oneā.I held out he other arm, and he repeated the operation, now both arms were free.He held out his hand, for me to take as he said.āCome on step up on this trestle, and Iāll do the hemā.I took his hand, and stepped up onto the trestle which was about 40cm high. He put the scissors into the front just below a button, at about knee height. He cut through the double sewn edge of the seam, and then he put the scissors down again. Taking the cloth in both hands he started tearing it around, but as it ripped, it went off at an angle. It tore upwards, stopping only just short of my bum.āBloody thing. It wonāt rip straight. Iāll have to cut it all the way around. Make sure you stand still, I donāt want to catch youā.He picked up his scissors, and starting from the end of the tear, he started cutting horizontally around.āIt aināt very level, and itās shorter than I intended. But itāll do to work inā.Standing at this height, it was that short, they would almost be able to see my knickers. But at least Iād got a pair on! So when he held out his hand I stepped down. Glen and graham were on a plank that was placed on two pairs of step ladders, and they were steaming and scraping the ceiling.āOk what do you want me to do firstā?āAre you ok at heights? Will you be alright on the plankā?āYes. Iāve worked on a plank beforeā.āOk thereās another steam plate and scraper over there, when it gets up to temperature, you can get up and help them pair, while I set-up the next plankā.As soon as my steamer was ready, I climbed up, and started scraping. Brian was positioning another couple of steps, and putting another plank into place. He positioned it about 3 feet away from the first plank, the one we were working on. On several occasions, when I looked down I could see him bending down and looking up my bellowing coat. My panties werenāt too skimpy, so I took no notice. Occasionally I even deliberately took up a stance with my legs wide open, just to tease, or do I mean tempt him.We completed the strip of ceiling that could be reached from this plank, both Glen and Graham stepped from one plank to the one Brian had just set-up. I was about to do the same when Brian said.āWill you be alright stepping that far, or do you need some helpā?Now realizing he only wanted to get within reach, and close sight of me while I was stretched wide, I could have said I was ok. But I was revelling in my new found sexuality, and loving the attention I was getting, so I said.āOh, I donāt know. Maybe if you just steady meā.He was instantly at my side holding his hand up for me to take hold of. Iād got the steamer plate and scraper in one hand, and I took hold of his hand with my other hand. I was thinking more about impressing him, than about being careful. So I stretch my leg wide across to the other plank, but I must have put too much effort into my stride. Suddenly the plank I'd been standing on shot backwards and I plummeted down towards Brian. He made a grab to catch me, but as my legs were stretched wide, his one hand shot straight under my crotch. The other arm caught me around my back, and my weight overbalanced him. I ended-up lying on top of him on the floor, but heād broken my fall. His hand was firmly wrapped around my pussy, and his other arm which was around my back, had me pulled tightly to his chest.āOh god! Iām sorry. Are you alrightā? I said to him.āJesus girl! That took me by surprise. Let me catch my breathā.His hand on my pussy wasnāt keeping still, on the contrary, it was feeling all around, and almost instantly heād found my slot. His fingers were now rubbing along my slot, and pushing in deep each time they reached my hole. He wasnāt actually going inside my pussy, my panties were protecting me. It all happened in a flash. But as I realized what he was up to, I said.āYou can let me go now, and then I can get up off youā.What I meant was get your hand out of my pussy, but his reply was.āYes sorry, I didnāt realize I still had hold of you. Just give me a minute to gather my senses. I think your fall has disorientated meā.Well for someone who was disorientated, his fingers were still working well, and by now he had my pussy wetting up. His reply fazed me for a while, and like a fool I lay there while he worked my pussy. Heād had about an extra minute playing, and I could now detect an involuntary push coming from my hips as he poked his finger. I gave a massive shrug, trying to free myself from his grip, and at the same time saying.āCome-on! Thatās enough. Let me up nowā.The arm that was around my back released its grip, and I started to get up. But the hand under my crotch followed me upwards until he could no longer reach me.āSorry I didnāt realize I was holding you so tightā.What a load of shit, he knew what he was doing. And he also knew that what he'd already done had achieved his desired effect on me!I picked up my tools, and was about to get up onto the plank, when Brian who by now had stood up, said.āHey! We donāt want you falling again, next time you might get hurtā.āIāll be alright; Iāll be more careful this timeā.āWell if youāre sure. But Iām not letting you climb up by yourself. Youāve got to let me help you climb upā.āThereās no need I got up by myself last timeā.āYes and you fell down by yourself as well! Luckily I was there to catch you. If you get hurt, I'll cop the blame. If you want to carry-on, I insist you let me help you get onto the plank, and get from one plank to anotherā.āOk. But Iām sure Iād be alrightā.āYou thought that just before you fell. Right hold my hand and then put your leg up onto the plankā.I took his hand and placed my foot up onto the plank. This manoeuvre stretched my legs wide open, and as I expected his free hand stroked across my pussy. He stroked me several times, looking directly into my eyes to check my reaction. I expect your wondering what my reaction was. But it's difficult to put into words, maybe confusion is the closest I can come to explaining what was going on in my head.I must have stood still looking eye to eye with him for about a minute or more. He was pushing my panties hard into my pussy at the end of each stroke. Iād now got back to giving the automatic push down against his probing, getting him deeper. This was not something I was doing deliberately, but although I knew it was happening, I seemed unable to stop myself. Then two of his fingers slid into the side of my panties and instantly went their full length up my pussy. As I looked in his eyeās I mouthed the words.āNo please, donātā, but the words were hardly a whisper, and I didnāt attempt to put my leg down, or physically stop him. His fingers pushed deep and rhythmically up and down, and my knees got weak. He pulled his fingers out, but our eyes never lost contact. I felt his hand on my ankle, and he returned my foot to the ground. Then his hands were on my waist, lifting me and setting me down on the plank. He leaned me back against the step ladder, and lifted one of my legs across the plank and let it fall the other side. Now one hand was on the outside of my coat squeezing my breast, and the fingers of the other hand had returned to my pussy.I was not fully laid down, but just lying back, semi-sitting. I did nothing to stop him, and he rapidly got me back to boiling point. Both Glen and Graham were down from the plank, and stood either side of me. As I got deeper into action, I sensed Glen was easing me down the plank to lie me down fully. My coat had been unbuttoned, and Glen was sucking my tits. Then I felt the plank bend as it took the additional weight of Brian as he kneeled in-between my legs. My panties were still in place, but they didnāt stop his prick from sliding fully into my pussy. The plank bounced up and down to the thrusting of his rampant lust. His prick was nothing special, neither was his technique, but I wanted fucking, and he was hitting the spot. My body reacted willingly to his invasion, welcoming every incursion into my territory. Soon we both reached the point we were striving for, and as he pumped his spunk into my pussy, it clamped his prick squeezing his every last drop out. He was soon recovered, and standing with the other two. Whereas, I could not stop myself until my orgasm subsided. Indeed if they had not been holding me from either side, then I think Iād have fallen off the plank, and been on the floor again.Brian had left the room, and Graham was stood there stunned, but Glen said.āFucking hell Linda, your some horny bitch. Can I have a go nowā?I didnāt reply, but I swung my leg back across and stood up, took his hand and walked towards the open door.āWhere are you pair goingā? Asked Graham, now heād picked his jaw up off the floor.Glen turned back, and answered.āTo the bedroom I guess. Donāt you want someā?āWhat the bloody hellās got into her? You canāt just go wandering around someone elseās houseā.Neither of us stopped, and as we turned in the hall and started up the stairs, Glen look back to where Graham was standing, and said.āYou wanāa make a betā?As we passed the bathroom, Brian was busy showering, not that we could see him, but we could hear the shower running. Soon both of us were in the bedroom naked, with Glen pounding me for all he was worth. It wasnāt a particularly special event, but Glen certainly enjoyed himself, cuming his cream in no time at all. He climbed off, and started to dress. I lay there legs wide open, knowing Graham had come upstairs and was now stood in the doorway staring at me. I looked across at him, and teased.āAre you gayā?āWhat! Donāt be so bloody cheekyā.āItās ok. Nothing to be ashamed about. It takes all sortsā.āIām not bloody gayā.āOh! Ok if you say so. Are you impotent thenā?āYouāre a cheeky little tart. Iāve a good mind to tell your mom and dad what youāve been up toā.āLike fucking hell you will. Youāll not only be out of a job, but Iāll plant you six feet under if you breathe a fucking word about this. If you donāt want a go at her you might as well get back downstairs and get on with some workā. This was Brian whoād just returned from having a shower.
āShe's a fucking little slut, and you lot are no better. Youāre supposed to be looking after her; sheās a school girl for godās sakeā.āDonāt be such a prick. Sheās old enough to bleed, so sheās old enough to butcher. And she aināt complaining, in fact I recon she want some more. So like I say either get your kit off and give the little lady a thrill, or fuck-off back down stairs and get some work done while I have another goā.Graham stormed in from the doorway towards the bed, ripping his clothes off as he came.āFucking hell. Youāre gonāa get the fucking of your life. Youāre gonāa regret calling me a queerā.As soon as he was naked, he jumped on top of me, ramming his prick in as forcefully as he could. His strokes were hard and angry, bashing my crotch with each thrust. Within less than a minute, his eyes were rolling, and heād changed to rapid short strokes. Heād forgotten about trying to take it out on me, and now he was working on bringing his spunk into action. The total fuck lasted less than 5 minutes, and ended with him sucking on my tits as he shot his load inside me.As soon as heād finished, he lay still on top of me like a dead weight. I mustered all my strength, rolled over, pushed him off me and onto the floor in one go. Then I rolled onto my back, and held my arms out to Brian who was still stood there. āPlease. Give me a real fuckā.With this his chest stuck out, and he strode across. He leisurely stripped, and slowly mounted me. He gave me a slow gentle fuck, as if to demonstrate to Graham the right way to do it. I, once again, orgasmed in unison with Brian. He lay there holding me close and kissing while I writhed about.When Brian eventually got up, Glen was ready to have another go, but Graham pulled rank on him, and said it was his turn next. Personally I couldnāt give a fuck who was next, I was ready who ever it was. This time when Graham climbed on the bed the anger was gone, he just wanted to fuck. Now his pent-up aggression had disappeared, his style was completely different. He eased himself into position, and slid his stiff member into my pussy. Each time pulling it slowly back until it nearly dropped out, and then slowly gliding it in to its full depth. There was no urgency this time, and this gentle treatment sowed the seeds for my next orgasm. I could feel it welling up deep in my tummy. I clamped my legs around his back, and my arms around his shoulders.āOh yes! Oh Graham! Oh Boy! More! Oh god! Yes! Graham Yes! Fuck me! Harder! Make me fucking have it! Now Graham! Quick! Come-on! Fucking hellā, the words were making no sense at all, but I just felt I had to swear!Then I felt his pace pick up, I knew he was ready.āYes! Shoot it up me! Oh godddddddddd! Argggggg! Argggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!āWhy? How? This climax was the climax to end all climaxes. His prick wasnāt big. I certainly didnāt love him. But boy did he hit the spot. Long after heād pulled out, I was writhing around the bed flooding out juice everywhere. Poor Glen was stood there prick-in-hand waiting for his turn, but he couldnāt get mounted until Iād finished squirming about.āCome-on you pair letās have you back downstairs. Weād better get this bloody job movingā, said Brian as he made his way to the door.āHey! Thatās not fair. I havenāt had my go yetā, said Glen. His face looked so disappointed.āWell ok. But donāt take all day about it. And youād better pull your finger out when youāre finished, I expect to get some work out of you this afternoonā.āOk it wonāt take me longā.With that he jumped on the bed, and was trying to get his prick pushed in while I was still in the afterglow of my last fuck. It took a while before his pounding actually registered; I was still so deep into my last orgasm. Then as it subsided, and his prick grew inside me, I started to respond to Glens efforts. There was no way he was going to rival the previous fuck, but it seems any fuck is better than no fuck at all, as far as my body is concerned. So now I was lifting my hips and pushing against his every thrust, maximising on every single millimetre of prick available. My legs were wrapped tightly around his back, clamping him towards my pelvic thrusts. Iād wrapped my arms around him and I was kissing him in a violent frenzy. I wanted another orgasm, and I was trying every thing I could think of to ensure my success. Then he started jerking, and I knew my desire was thwarted. In seconds heād fallen into a limp dead weight, resting on top of me, neither use to man nor beast.Next second he was climbing off me, and getting dressed.āCome-on. Youād better hurry up and get back downstairs, or Brian will be on the war pathā.I didnāt answer, but thought to myself, 'Fuck Brian. Iāll get up when Iām good and ready'.Glen was dressed and gone in no time, and I lay still, thinking how the hell did this all happen. I donāt know how long I lay there, but eventually I was aware of someone standing in the doorway.It was Brian, āAre you okā?āYes. Just a bit tiredā.āAre you going to come down now, itās dinner break, and the kettles on for a cup of teaā.āOk. Iāll have a shower first if thatās okā.āYes of course it is. But donāt take too long or your tea will get coldā.āI wonātā.And with that he was gone. I got up and had my shower. Then I went down to join the others for dinner break.We all sat around eating our sandwiches and drinking our tea, Brian and Graham were reading news papers, Glen had a girly magazine. The old man walked in, and stood in the doorway holding a video camera in his hand.āWell this certainly makes interesting viewingā.Both Brian and graham shot to their feet and made there way to the door, Brian saying, āWhat the bloody hell have you got on thereā?The old man was as I said yesterday a big man, and he pulled his camera back out of reach as he replied, āNot so bloody fast. If you want to see this youād better come in the other room and Iāll put it on the TVā.Heād turned and was on his way next door with Brian and graham following in hot pursuit. Both Glen and I got up to see what heād got on the camera. As we entered the room the old man was warning Brian to keep his hands off the tape. Old he might be, but he was not a man to argue with, so both Brian and graham just sat on the edge of their chairs waiting to see what the old guy had recorded. āHow the bloody hell did you get that setupā? Brian gasped as the video started up. There was me walking in and throwing myself on the bed, with glen diving on top of me. As the old man spun the video through on fast search, we could still see the action going on, but were soon onto Grahamās fuck, then Brian, then back to Graham, and lastly Glen. He let the recording go back to normal speed to watch me lying there after glen had left me. They all watched me wanking myself to get the climax that glen hadnāt completed.The TV went black as he turned it off, and everyone was lost for words for at least half a minute. Then as one person went to speak, we all burst into voice at the same time. The old man took the upper hand, āOk you lot. It looks to me like Iāve got you all over a barrelā.Brian replied taking the lead for everyone, āWhat the bloody hell are you playing at? What the hell made you film that lot? And what do you want?āāSteady on. No need for you to panic. So long as I get your cooperation, then nobody needs to know what youāve been getting up toā.āWhat kind of cooperationā? Asked Brian.āNothing to worry you; you and your lads get on with my decorating like Iām paying you for, and young Linda can come upstairs with me for the afternoonā.āWell I donāt know about that". And then turning towards me, "Will you be ok with that? Lindaā.āI wasnāt asking; and itās not up to her. If you lot don't all do as I say, then you lot will end up in jail and sheāll be in mega trouble with her dadā. He pulled the video out of the player, opened a safe hidden behind a picture, and put the video inside, locking it as he turned back to face us.Holding his hand out to me, he said, āOk girl are you readyā?Nobody resisted, I got up, meekly took his hand and went with him up the stairs. The others all trooped out of the room and went back to work.As I said yesterday, this guy knew his stuff, and I seemed to be getting better with every fuck. So as he started taking off my coat, I started stripping him. We were soon both naked, and I dropped to my knees. I took hold of his prick, which to my surprise was still limp. I gently stroked it, stretching it up and licking up its length. It immediately reacted, allowing me to cup it in my hands and slowly wank it, while I started sucking on his ball sack. Now it went from stiff to solid, so I lifted myself up higher, and put my lips around it. As I eased it into my mouth, it pushed against my throat. I remembered what glen had said about taking it into the throat, and I took a very deep breath. I used all my mental power to resist the gagging feeling as it entered my wind pipe. I forced myself down and his bell end stretched my neck as it slid in and out.
I pulled up and took another breath then got back onto his prick. The more I did it, the easier it got, like any skill once learnt; it seamed to come natural to me. Soon he was shooting and I felt his spunk warm in my throat. As I pulled myself off, I sucked up the cream from off the end of his shaft.āGod girl! You sure are a fucking natural. Come on letās get you on the bed and give you a real fuckā.I didnāt need any encouraging, I was gagging for it. So I said, āDo you want to get on there first, and Iāll get on top of youā?āNo not this time, Iām going to teach you a new trick todayā.āNew trick? Whatās thatā?āDonāt you worry your pretty little head about that, just get yourself on that bed and spread them little legs as wide as you can yet themā.As I say I didnāt need any persuading, I was on that bed; legs spread wide showing my wet eager pussy without any sense of shame. He climbed slowly into place in-between my legs and leaned his big body over the top of mine. As I looked along his torso, I could see his massive prick hanging away from his body and pointing directly up towards my face. He lowered his hips down until his prick lined-up with my pussy, and gave a gentle push. Oh god, it was better than Iād remembered, my pussy stretched to take its girth. My pussy was that wet and willing, that the thrust took it all the way in to its full depth, in one easy movement.He was taking it very slowly, pulling almost out, and taking it right in deep, but what did he mean new trick, this was no different to the way Graham had fucked me. Well I was soon to find out. It all started with him putting his arms under the backs of my knees, and lifting my legs up high, and then pushing them up towards my shoulders, where he then said.āHere girl grab hold of these, and keep them pulled up highā. I grab hold like he told me to and the result was his prick seemed to gain even more length, as he rammed hard. I thought, āI like this new trick, this guy really know how to fuck'. But this wasnāt his new trick. Now I was holding my own legs, I felt him fingering my pussy at the same time as he was fucking me. He was poking at least one, but it could have been two fingers in at the same time as his prick. I couldnāt understand what trill this would give him, but my pussy stretched to take it, and it wasnāt unduly uncomfortable. Then as he pulled his fingers out, he started poking them at my bottom! This I didnāt like, so I let go of my legs and started to squirm about.āGET THEM FUCKING LEGS BACK UP, AND HOLD STILL, OR IāLL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO SQUIRM ABOUTā, He barked in a very loud angry voice. I immediately lifted my legs and took hold of them again. He resumed his probing around the rim of my hole, and then pushed the finger end inside up to his first knuckle.It wasnāt that it hurt me, it just felt dirty. I can't explain it, but it didnāt feel right. When Glen had first probed my pussy, I knew it was wrong, but it felt right. This, on the other hand didn't feel right! For some reason it was worrying me, but I donāt know why. But even if it worried me. It certainly didnāt worry him. His fingers were alternatively up my pussy, and back to my bottom.Then I realized what he was doing; he was taking my pussy juices, and lubricating my bottom. Each time his fingers went deeper, until now he was ramming in and out of my bottom with two fingers held together to their full length. His prick was still gently gliding in and out of my pussy, and this in itself was starting my orgasm to form. But now this ramming in my bottom, especially as the knuckles passed through my ring, this was heightening the feeling to a new level. Now I thought this is his new trick, and god does it feel good. Then to my surprise he pulled his fingers out, but my bottom continued pulsing. Then on one of his withdrawal strokes, his prick dropped out, and as I lay there pussy and bottom both throbbing, I felt the bell end of his knob push at the hole of my bottom!āOh god noā!Both his hands had now taken hold of my ankles, and were holding my legs firmly to the bed alongside my shoulders. This pinning down ensured my bottom was pulled high, and presented exactly where his probing prick could make a perfect entrance.āGod no! Aggg. No please, youāll rip me openā. My words fell on deaf ears, the pain as it stretched my bottom, as it ploughed deeper with every thrust.Then he pulled it back out!āOh thank youā, I cried. His prick rammed deep back into my pussy, ramming in and out with determined strokes.āOh yes, thatās good, you can fuck my pussy as much as you want, but your prick is tooā, I didnāt get chance to finish my words. He was out of my pussy, and back in my bottom, this time going deeper still. What I thought was a change of heart, was only him doing the same as heād done with his fingers. He was getting pussy juice to lubricate my bottom.After about four or five return trips to my pussy, he was now getting full depth into my bottom, and fucking it with fast long strokes. I said as his prick first entered my bottom, the pain was unbearable, but looking back it wasnāt. Yes it did stretch me, but I think it was more fright than pain. And now, the sensation as this enormous prick rippled it way in and out of my tiny bottom was another totally new experience for me! My bottom was creating the sensation, but the pit of my tummy was where it was all welling-up. My pussy was pumping uncontrollably, and I could tell I was leaking out fluid in large quantities. It was almost like being a child who couldn't control its water, but I wasnāt pissing, this was some kind of pussy fluid.This fuck went on for at least 18 minutes, and he would make the occasional return to my pussy. Not that he needy to do that to get pussy juice, because as Iāve said my pussy was flowing out juice which must have been flowing all around his prick lubricating every inward stroke. To say I was ready to cum would be an understatement, Iād been having a mini-orgasm almost all the way through this fuck. But now as I sensed his climax was getting near, my pelvic thrusting got out of control, and I trashed about wildly. So much so he was having a job to keep mounted!āGod girl, youāre like a rodeo bull. Iāve a good mind to pull it out and shoot it over your faceā.āN-n-no. p-p-please u-up my a-arseā, I struggled to get out my words. But he knew what I wanted, and boy did I get it! His prick was that tight in my arse; that I swear I felt a Mexican wave as the spunk travelled the length of his shaft! Each time exploding as a warm splash deep in my bowel. Then another, again, again, more, how many I donāt know, because at that point I went. Where I went I donāt know, I floated away to another planet, this wasnāt an orgasm, this was an out of body experience!Well, when I came to my senses, he was nowhere to be seen, and I was covered in all kinds of juices, the bed was a flood of sticky fluid. Iād been thrashing around in it, and from my feet up to my shoulders was covered. The glow in my tummy was like nothing Iād ever felt. As I rocked myself across the bed the fluid was cold, Iād been laid there some time. I sat up on the edge of the bed, my legs were trembling and weak, and I felt they wouldnāt hold my weight if I tried to stand. I sat there some time; there was no noise from the shower, so I presumed the old guy, cos at this point I still didnāt know his name. I assumed heād finished his shower before Iād come-to, and was already downstairs.Eventually I pulled myself to my feet, stumbled to the shower, and then I dressed, back to my jeans, like I'd arrived in the morning. I made my way down stairs, but instead of going into the room we were working in, I went into the room the old man was in.āAh. There you are at last. Come and sit down, Iāll go and make you a nice cup of tea, your too young for a fag, and anyway you donāt want to start that dirty habitā. And then he was gone, but he soon returned with two steaming hot cups of tea. Us Brits, eh! Middle of summer blazing hot day, but nothing refreshes you like a cup of tea!We sat there sipping our tea, like it was the vicar sitting with a parishioner that was recovering after an illness. We must have looked an odd couple, the old guy, Iād now asked his name, Robert finished his working life, and me just about to start mine. So far in this work experience, I hadnāt experienced much work! I donāt somehow think the schools had thought about a week of fucking experience. By the time I returned to the guys in the back room, they were packing up the tools for the end of the day. On the journey home in the van a totally wicked plan was hatching in my mind, mainly brought about by Robertās secret filming of my fuck session this morning. But as the events of this evening really fall into a different category and this was supposed to be the story of day two, not the evening, I think Iāll end this story here. Look for the next episode in the 'Incest Section', in about a months time.I hope you liked the story, and feel free to email me at my new email address
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