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# Posted: 28 May 2008 20:25:49 · Edited by: ptah
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This is an embryo of a story, based on a recurring dream of mine. Yep, I am fortunate in my dreams!
I would love to take a man's wife and his daughters. The thrill of the conquest, his humilation and my triumph, would please me. Ideally, I would like to enjoy a youngish mother with twin teenaged daughters, so that all the women are fit and fertile. In my dreams, the family is patrician, educated, wealthy and enviable. The Lady is a tyrant of the house, beautiful beyond measure, and smugly aware of it, and she is decadent in her appetites, dismissive of her husband and indulgent of her delightful daughters.
I can imagine the husdband's sense of nervous agitation, and the excited chatter of the women as my car roars into the driveway. I envision, as I slam the door, the elegant Mother as She hurriedly applies fine perfume and scandalous lingerie to Her beautiful young daughters; brushing their long hair and adjusting their firm breasts, all for the enjoyment of Her boyfriend and for the betterment of Her sexual adventures with him.
The husband opens the door to me, sheepishly, his eyes on the floor and his greeting no more than a mumbled stammer. He knows well that his better has arrived to enjoy all of the pussy in his home, and that the women will be as flushed with passion for their visitor as he is warm with shame. I hand him my coat, and stride into the hallway just in time to admire the women descending the staircase, the tall, shapely Lady of the house preceeded by Her slender and sleek daughters, the three of them clad only in daring heels, tiny lace knickers, and gowns so light and so almost transparent that they do little to conceal their womanly bodies. Saying nothing, The Lady kisses me deeply and lovingly, Her hands softly cradling my neck and Her body melting into mine. Our tongues lock briefly before she steps back, laughing sweety at Her fidgeting husband. She then presents Her blushing, shy daughters to me with a gesture. Their large, dark eyes fix on me, and they beam their identical, sparkling smiles. I pull them both into my grasp, strongly, and bury their soft lips in mine, as I fondle their long smooth thighs and soft buttocks
The husband is curtly dismissed by his Wife, with instructions to return with the best Champagne and four glasses. She turns, and leisurely leads me to the drawing room, flanked by Her fragrant daughters. I am beckoned to sit on a large, softly cushioned couch, and they sit around me and upon me, and my world is submerged in a bliss of silken hair, warm lips, eager tongues, firm thighs; the pert breasts of the girls and the magnificent, full bust of their mother. My hungry hands run over flushed cheeks, toned bottoms and the rough wetness of skimpy lace knickers embracing enflamed sex, both girlish and womanly.
The husband returns, and his Wife and their daughters notice him just barely enough to snatch the glasses. The girls become giggly and lightheaded immediately, as the wine is passed from my mouth, past their soft lips and into their young bodies and their hot blood. I run my cold glass over The Lady's magnificent breasts, Her beautiful nipples rising further and threatening almost to peirce Her flimsy gown. The girls squeel in delight as they perform the same service on each other, for my approval. All at once lust overcomes me- I tear at the girls' fragile gowns and throw them to the ground. The Lady smiles, and stands erect, to Her full height, and gracefully removes Her own, revealing Her luscious, hourglass body; naked except for a brief whisp of lace masking Her sex. She drains Her glass, and hands it to Her husband. Without looking at him, She says,
"My lover and I will now adjourn to the master bedroom." She continues, with a smirk, "The girls will join us in one hour, after we have fucked in private to My satisfaction, for their pleasure and for My lover's. You will accompany them, with another bottle of Champagne, and a selection of condoms".
With that She takes me by the belt, and leads me from the room, her hips swaying provocatively. I mouth kisses to the girls, who return them with eyes narrowed like felines'. The husband casts down his eyes, and turns the colour of Burgundy, as I wink at him, my hand planted possesively on the cleft of his Wife's gorgeous arse.
We ascend the wide staircase, and I eagerly persue Her luscious figure through the double doors of Her huge, oppulent bedroom. Vast windows reach up to an intricately plastered ceiling, drenching the rich, feminine furnishings in sunlight, and illuminating the magnificent silk and lace drapery over the vast bed like a Chinese lantern. She turns, tosses Her glossy hair loose, and narrows her dark eyes at me, pouting her gleaming blood-red lips all the while. She bends gracefully at Her hips and gentley slides Her flimsy lace thong from between the bronzed globes of Her toned bottom, over Her curved hips, and down Her endlessly long, silken thighs to Her elegant ankles. She parts Her pillar-like legs and thrusts forward Her pelvis in a display of potent, womanly lust; brandishing Her virile bush like the black banner of a conquering army.
In a moment, I am naked, my erection springing toward Her; huge and enflamed. I snatch her around Her narrow, yielding waist. Her body softens, Her warm breath gasps onto my hardened neck, and I feel Her soft tongue against my ear as my hands raid over Her soft skin, mapping every inch of Her gorgeous, naked, adulterous body. I spin Her like a pivot, I grip Her large, heavy breasts firmly as She slides Her heavenly arse against my enraged cock. She admires Herself in the panorama of the mirror mounted on the wall, and blows a kiss into it. To Herself or to me? I couldn't care less, as She gentley leads me, by the cock, towards the bed.
"Now, My pussy wants your lovely bare cock, straight away" She purrs as she reclines, stroking Her legs lovingly as She spreads them wide.
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"I bet She's taking his cock bare!" squeeled one of the girls, as her sister tickled her slender knees, spilling Champagne liberally. The husband curses and rushes over with a wet towel, desperate to avoid the scalding his ferocious Wife would subject him to, if She found Her rich carpets stained. His twin daughters giggle at him ecstatically as one sends him off his knees and onto the floor with a lazily aimed shove of a dismissive foot.
"Dad, you suck so hard! If Sarah had done that to Mr Ptah, he would have spanked her arse!"
"At least he would fuck it better, after, Lucy!" replied her sister, as they broke into hysterics again.
The husbands heart lurched another inch lower. He knew the man loved by his Wife was also adored by his daughters, he knew that the same man knew their bodies, fucked them expertly, regularly for his pleasure; yet he hated to hear it from their own sweet mouths. And now the timbers of the house were shaking with the explosive sexual passion of his Wife and Her young lover. A muffled whimper came from the bedroom.
"Heheh! Yeah, sis, his massive bare dick is buried in Her cunt right now!"
"Shit, Sarah, what if he makes Her pregnant? You want another sister or a little bro?"
"I dunno. Hey, dad, d'you want Mum to have Mr Ptah's son or his daughter?" beamed Sarah.
Their father shifted and stammered.
"I...I don't think that's going to happen, girls", he said weakly.
"Oh, yeah, and you could stop it!" shouted Lucy, flatly. "She it totally in love with him. She lets us have him fuck us in our own beds just so he stays around more often. And they're both so hot, their baby would be gorgeous!"
"Yeah, he would be another gorgeous stud to fuck all the wives and daughters in the neighbourhood!" grinned Sarah.
"Or she could be a super-hot sister, and when she's older she'd have nekkid fun with us when her dad wasn't around!" Lucy mused. At that, Sarah looked deeply into her eyes, and the two kissed tenetively, then firmly, than passionately as Lucy mounted her sister's slender belly, caressing her pert breasts with love.
Their father flushed deeply. He hesitated as if to interject, but he felt his feeble penis jolt to attention as he watched Lucy's slender, manicured fingers stroke the dampened crotch of Sarah's lace knickers rhythmically. Sarah's dark eyelashes flickered, and her hazel eyes fixed on him. She grinned and laughed into her sister's wet mouth.
"Hey, careful Lucy, you're turning Dad on!"
"Gross! You're such a perv, Dad! Just 'cause Mum wants to be fucked by her lover away from you, doesn't mean you get to drool over us!" Sniped Lucy with a frown. Sarah paid little attention- she was happily sucking her sister's sweet pink nipples as they hung over her face.
A steady, firm hammering had begun to resonate from above, increasing its endless rhythum, and the shouts and moans of The Lady, in the throws of orgasmic bliss once again, could be heard clearly now.
"Fuck me hard, Ptah! Hard! I want you! Deep! In! Me! Fuck! Aah! Me! Oooh! Fuck me! Pregnant!"
The girls burst into a long and musical bout of laughter. The husband cast his head down, his small penis jolting again, then faltering, then swelling patherically as his knees buckled.
"Ooooo00hhh!"
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"Aaaaah!"
The delicious Goddess shouts triumphantly as Her hot cunt grips my thrusting cock tighter still. Her eyes flutter, then open, then roll as She bites hard into my shoulder with Her pearly teeth. I am buried into Her now; the full length of my cock is locked into the deepest depths of Her glorious, welcoming sex. I can take no more. As Her long, shining fingernails press my buttocks into Her, forcing my manhood as deep into Her fertile womb as it could be, I explode. My seed is drained in a torrent into the hungry pussy of this heavenly, haughty, arrogant, amorous, beautiful, bitch of a Lady. Her firm thighs grip me, hard. I am Her prisoner, and I will not escpape. I smell the sweetness of Her sweat on her Glisterning hair, I stroke Her hard nipples with my hovering chest. She kisses me again, long, deep and tenderly. At length, She rolls me over.
"Well, that was simply lovely", She says brightly, raising Her eyebrow, a smug smile spreading over Her pink cheeks. She reaches for one of the dozens of silk cushions that litter Her bed, and places it under Her smooth buttocks. She slides Her narrow hands over Her slender stomach, up to Her huge bust, and down gradually to the matted fur of Her dark bush and the happy, sticky mess of Her lustful sex.
"I do hope you've made me pregnant. I would so love a son with all of your...advantages(!), and a baby would really bring us together. The girls, too." She said, lazily, Her large eyes fixed on the canopy of the bed. She smirked. "And my husband would just find the whole thing just SO humiliating! The silly look on his grumpy face every day as your baby grows inside me, swelling my belly, would be so delicious!" She laughs.
I caress Her magnificent tits again, and kiss her cheek. She turns to me, with a smile of feigned disapproval.
"Ready again already, hm? Aren't you quite the stud!" She smiles again, and strokes my balls playfully. "Well, let's see if some more Champagne and the tender affections of those little strumpets I call daughters will sate you!"
The Lady stretches contendedly, and reaches a small silver bell, which She rings gaily. A door imediately creeks downstairs, and I hear the excited chatter of the girls as they thunder up the stairs.
My cock comes alive in The Lady's hands.
Four bright eyes appear around the frame of the open door, followed by shining smiles and blushing cheeks. Lucy and Sarah hesitate anxiously by the bed, their hips shifting from side to side in a display of feverish expectation. I smile at them wolfishly, my hardened erection swaying from The Lady's hands as She releases it.
"Come along then, you silly little tarts!" She coos, indulgently. "Let My boyfriend have his wicked way with you- again!"
Immediately the girls are upon me, their sweet lips on mine, their tongues fluttering over me and their girlish fragrance filling my senses. I clamp a purposeful hand on each soft young bottom
The Lady stays resting, peacefully, Her delicate fingers trailing over her luscious curves, skimming her wet and tender sex
The girls are planting kisses softly, swiftly, everywhere on my muscles and my victorious body. I stroke their shining hair lovingly, and trace the curves of their slim backs to the rough lace of their meagre G-strings. I rise, and pull their light bodies into me, as I roughly tug their knickers off their womanly hips and allow them to slip effortlessly along their silky thighs. I squeeze their naked bottoms hard, and run my fingers between their firm, young buttocks, gently massaging the girls' little anal roses. The girls begin to lick my neck and my strong shoulders like kittens, feeling my chest and biceps with reverence. I sink back into the cloud-like splendour of the bed, and lie long enough to admire the lithe bodies before me, catching sight of two highly groomed little pussies, before the soft lips, hard nipples and eager hands find me again. .
I hear a murmur of pleasure, and turn to see The Lady's eyelids fluttering. She was toying with Her slick sex more concertedly, now.
The husband arrives with a stumble and a clatter, managing to rescue the tray of Champagne with the sheer power of desperation. Sarah looks up for just barely a second, before crawling down my body to pay homage to her Mother's lover's cock with her skilled tongue. Lucy ignores her father entirely- my fingers have found the soft folds of her tight young cunt.
"Oh, wonderful. It's you." Said The Lady, resting Her fingers still against Her bronzed thigh, with a sigh. "Why have you brought four flutes? You certainly won't be partaking, and the girls' mouths will be quite busy with My Boyfriend's beautiful cock". She reasoned, flatly. "Don't take it away, you idiot! Bring one to Me straight away, and give the other to your superior, to enjoy whilst Sarah is giving him a blowjob".
Her pursed mouth revels in the explicitness of Her terms, and the considerable effect they have on Her husband's morale.
"Good girl, Sarah!" She chimes. "That's right- slide your mouth as far down his big shaft as you can, and remember to massage his cock head with your tongue". The Lady drains Her Champagne, and snatches another flute from Her husband, without sparing him a glance. "Lucy, I think it would look delightful for Mr Ptah if you were to lick your sister's cunt. He will want to fuck you both presently, and Sarah has earned first turn, I think." She asks me, with a raised eyebrow.
I take a slug from my glass, and pour the rest into Lucy's open mouth. She gulp, burps slightly and giggles, then shuffles behind the raised bottom of her sister, who parts her thighs and thrusts back her musky pussy, in anticipation of her sister's beloved mouth. I throw my glass to the husband, who flinches, fumbles, and drops it to the floor, before stooping to snatch it up hurriedly. I laugh heartily, as his Wife rolls Her piercing eyes.
"Silly little boy!" She shouts, "Are you fingers made of noodles, as well as your pitiful penis? I was going to treat you by allowing you to lick my arse while I watched our daughters take turns with my lover. Give me one good reason why I should reward you now".
"I...I'm very sorry, my Goddess, I-I just slipped. I'll clean it right up".
"Loser" snorts Lucy, as she drags her rose-pink tongue along the length of her sister's hot sex, flicking her tongue into the crevice of her arse.
Sarah giggles faintly onto my cock
"Beg." Commanded The Lady.
"Please Madame, anything, I'll do anything. I am nothing- worthless!- just do not be angry with me. Allow me, please, to serve You. Use me however You will- I beg. If You would just let me smell Your...bottom, I-"
"That's quite disgusting. I would frankly rather honour this cushion by pressing My arse to it. Nevertheless, using your tongue saves my vibrator! You will lie there!" She says, sliding off the bed and drawing herself to her full, statuesque height, as she points to the Chaise-longue between the bed and the windows.
“First, however, you will do your fatherly duty to your daughters, by sheathing the cock to which they are about to submit”. The Lady tosses Her head haughtily in the direction of Her daughter’s mouth.
“Uh, of course. Yes.” The husband tiptoes towards the bedside, and collects a condom from the floor, before fumbling and trembling with it long enough to remove the blister.
“Hurry up, Dad!” says Lucy, turning from her delicious task at Sarah’s rear. “Sarah is SO wet- she wants Mr Ptah to fuck her right NOW!” She steps to the side of the bed, and gestures towards my solid, slick cock.
The husband lurches forwards, towards me. I stretch out, grin at him dirtily, and pat the base of my shaft, which wags obscenely. Sarah rolls onto her back, parting her toned legs wide, and begins to push a slender middle finger into her fresh pink pussy. Her father leans between my muscular thighs, his eyes transfixed on my big dick. He places the condom on the tip, and then strokes his open hand down the length of it.
“Pft. What a fag. He wants it as much as you, Sarah!” I snort, as I snake my arm around her slender waist, and lock tongues with the girl. Lucy and her mother barely manage to subdue their laughter from across the room. The husband flushes furiously as he tries to roll down the condom. It will not give, and his relentless tugging irritates me- I cuff him lightly on the head.
“But it won’t- you’re too-“ he whines.
“Oh for, heaven’s sake!” cries his wife, “You knew perfectly well how big he is. Do you want him to plant his seed in your daughters’ wombs? Do you want a lot of pregnant girls dropping out of school and lying about the place- is that it?” she fumes. “Fine! You’re responsible for her! Ptah, please help yourself to our daughter’s fertile teenage pussy” She growls at Her husband, who had turned chalk-white.
I need no further instruction. I shove the husband away, and seize Sarah by the soft backs of her knees, forcing her long legs high and wide, as I place my raging cock against the warm, yielding lips of her lustful young cunt.
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# Posted: 9 Jul 2008 16:31:25
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The Lady strides confidentally to the chaise-longue, tossing Her sleek hair in contempt at Her simpering husband, who bounds before Her like a whipped puppy, before lying, flat and obedient, his hands pinned behind his back, in eager anticipation that he may be graced with Her divine bottom. She casually throws one of Her long legs over his soft body, pausing to rest on Her slender knee, Her husband gazing up at the delicious caverns of Her voluptuous arse and Her splendidly fucked pussy.
"Don't they make a gorgeous couple?" She muses to the husband. He drags his eyes away from his imperious Wife and towards the bed, just in time to witness the great shining orb of my cockhead forcing itself into the delicate pink petals of his beautiful daughter's willing sex. Sarah's pearly teeth sink into her soft lips, her lithe back arches and her sleek eyelashes wring in pain and concentration, as another inch of my huge, throbbing shaft invades her young cunt. I thrust a little further, and again, listening to her musical gasps and whimpers, as she is dominated by the relentless cock of her Mother's lover.
"That's it, Sarah" chimes The Lady. "Just surrender to him. Let him fill you right up. Hold on to his neck, and keep your legs nice and high. Good girl! Lucy, darling, stop clinging on to Ptah and just lie and explore yourself patiently while you are waiting for your turn."
I feel Sarah's firm thighs grip me tightly around the waist, and I return her loving kiss, stroking her silky hair and her fiery cheeks as I give one final, powerful thrust into the depths of her tender, yielding cunt.
The last things her father sees, before his Wife roughly mounts his face with Her full weight, are the big balls of his Wife's boyfriend laying posessively against his teenaged daughter's perfect bottom.
He is then submerged in a dark, musky, moist heaven of soft curves and prickling, virile hair; his senses are subdued and assualted by the tang and warmth of his Wife's divine feminine sexuality, and the potent seed of Her beloved boyfriend. The Lady wriggles Her voluptous hips and buttocks expertly, forcing Her tight rosebud against Her husband's mouth. She gazes at Her lover's muscular buttocks, as he fucks Her sweet daughter firmly and rythmically, and settles back contentedly.
"Tongue. Now". She orders Her husband indifferently. Her fine fingers caress Her blissfully bruised sex and Her heavy breasts. She smiles smugly as She feels the worshipping tongue probe and massage Her delicious, tingling anus.
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I feel my muscles ease as Lucy's soft hands gently and caringly rub the scented oils into my neck and shoulders. She is sitting on my thighs, facing me, in the vast lagoon of a bath that her Mother ordered to be fitted in Her en suite bathroom. She presses her pouting lips to mine briefly, before leaning her perfumed head over my shoulder, in order to massage the rest of my back. I lean back between Sarah's smooth thighs, and rest my head against her womb. Her young womb which I recognise, with satisfaction, which may even now be fusing us together, fertilising the tender, beautiful teenage girl with the potent seed of the hard and domineering lover that she shared with her sister and her Mother. Sarah is perched calmly on the edge of the bath. She strokes my cheeks and temples as Lucy kisses my arms and torso.
Lucy and I have just made love. She patiently watched her sister enjoy thundering, shrieking orgasms until I was duly finished with her, my cock having serviced and conquered the second delicious woman in the household that evening, and then she merely shuffled backwards on her elbows and knees, until her eager young pussy nudged my stirring cock. She winked at her panting, sweating sister, and said, sweetly, "me now". I could not and would not refuse her, so I took her, quickly, efficiently, more roughly than with Sarah. More wary than the other girl, Lucy insisted that I finish in the delightful crack of her arse, so that she would not be pregnant at the same time as her Mother or sister. I obliged willingly, though The Lady tutted and slapped her daughter's bottom hard once she had recieved her wish. As the girls huddled to me to sleep in my arms, The Lady had risen, and bidden Her husband to prepare our dinner. Having been forced to service his unfaithful Wife to a number of satisfactory climaxes, he was unable to move either his jaw or his tongue, and was thus dismissed with a frustrated smack accross the cheeks.
His little penis, I realise, has remained firmly in its place all evening, neatly packed away by his Wife- my Mistress- and correctly ignored and supressed. He had cooked a reasonable meal- no comment at all was passed, where his Wife and daughters usually relished acting as haughty critics of his efforts- and served us attentively. I had rebuked him for staring when his Wife and I kissed, and She had ordered him to wait in the kitchen when Lucy's disappearence beneath the table seemed to provoke his small erection, but he had generally been quiet and respectful, reddening when his daughters boasted of their sore pussies, and filling his Wife's glass and lighting Her cigarette without being instructed on either matter. We were gratified by his behaviour, and The Lady was now allowing him the honour of massaging her feet, arranging Her fresh lingerie, and applying Her bed-time scent and makeup.
I look back and pull Sarah gently towards me, kissing first her lips and then the firm breasts that overhang me. Lucy has begun to reverently wash the length of my cock, fondling my balls as she does so. She looks on it with affection and tenderness. It is the pleasure-giver, the baby-maker, the mighty weapon of dominance of the man that does dominate her. Her sexy sister. Her beautiful and sophisticated Mother. The man that rules their home, their bodies, their- her cheeks flush as she meets my eyes with a light giggle.
"What are you smirking at, you silly tart?" I ask.
"Nothing. I like you- erm, really like you. That's all."
"I like you more". Responds Sarah, kissing my ear and eyeing Lucy defiantly.
"You do not. Silly cow. I want his name tattooed on my arse. If Her Ladyship will let me".
"Whatever. I will soon be all big and swollen and pregnant with his baby. Shows I LOVE him!" Sarah chirps with a foolish grin.
"And whilst you lie around sleeping, we'll be going out, on dates, and making love all day and all night". beams Lucy provocatively, before ducking under water to avoid Sarah's splashes. I grab Sarah off her perch and into the water, and squeeze the two giggling, clinging, perfumed, naked girls into my chest. I kiss their cheeks, and breathe in their sweet scent. Their soft lips work all over by neck and my strong shoulders.
Our moment of passion pauses as the doors to the master bedroom fly open. The husband steps away as The Lady enters, in all of Her decadent sexual splendour.
She strides forward a few long paces, and then stops, Her endless, athletic legs parted wide; Her huge breasts thrust forward; and Her hands stroking, admiringly, Her womanly, hour-glass hips. She has adorned Herself as the embodiment of seduction. Her glossy dark hair is tied neatly on top of Head, exposing Her sparkling, dangling earings and the choker of black velvet and diamonds drawn tightly around Her slender throat. Her wrists and fingers glitter with delicate jewels- on Her finger is Her wedding ring, bearing the single ruby which She had fitted to mark Her love for me, and Her cuckolding of Her husband. She wears a minimal black silk brassier, with fringes of elegant lace over which Her erect nipples are exposed. Black silk stockings envelope Her legs up to Her firm, bronzed thighs above which a meagre patch of black silk, formed into knickers only by hair-thin black cords, caresses Her heavenly, insatiable sex. Her tall frame is made more impsing still by the inches of spiked heels added by Her shining, pointed black shoes. Over one ankle dangles the chain which bears my name, proclaiming to all Her infidelity to Her husband and Her devotion to Her superior young boyfriend. She pouts with glossed lips, and narrows the dark lashes or Her shaded eyes.
"It's bedtime, lover. Come to bed with me". She pines softly. I rise from the water, my strong body displayed for Her inspection, and to the flickering eyes of Her chastened husband. My cock sways majestically as I approach them, raising itself steadily as a walk.
"We will have each other all to ourselves tonight" She says to the girls and the cuckold, without moving Her hungry eyes from my face, my body, my manhood. "You may enter our room with freshly prepared breakfast, once I ring. I shall expect a bath to be already drawn for us."
The Lady caresses my now hard dick, and begins to gracefully lead me by it into Her bedroom.
"Oh, husband, dearest. Timmy." She says, patronisingly, "you've been quite a good boy. You may wash My dirty knickers by hand. The girls' too, if they will let you! As long as you are silent and discreet, I shall also allow you to listen to our lovemaking at the door. You may even be able to spy on some of our moments of passion from the keyhole, but I expect you fresh and rested tomorrow, and you absolutely will not touch yourself, is that clear? I find the idea revolting."
"Yes, My Lady!" replies the husband with pitifully boyish enthusiasm and gratitude.
"Goodnight, girls". Says the Lady, as her husband closes the doors softly behind his lustful wife and Her naked lover.
"'Night, Mum! Have more lovely sex!" calls Sarah.
"Yeah! But don't tire him too much!" giggles Lucy, as the door clicks behind us, and The Lady's lips meet mine.
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