Jack starts work on knocking the school grounds into shape......and clocks up some overtime reaming his supervisor's tight cunt.
Stepping out onto the footpath in front of the cheap but not too nasty boarding house I had chosen to stay in, I strolled the now familiar route on my way to have breakfast at the cheap, but definitely not nasty, cafe I had discovered, to have some breakfast, one that opened at 6am which suited me nicely. I had barely walked a block and the sweat was beginning to bead on my forehead due to the humid monsoonal climate.....not that it bothered me too much, on the wrong side of 40 I had spent all my working life working on cattle properties across the northern parts of outback Australia....parts where a property under a thousand square miles in area was considered small....the property I had been on for the last couple of years being a little under two thousand square miles with around fifty thousand cattle spread over it. With the ‘wet season’ in full swing and it being impossible to work cattle, most staff were paid off for the year, sometimes for up to four months until conditions dried.
My route took me past a large, and quite old, private school, old by Australian standards at least, at 148 years old....so the plaque set into the stone wall beside the main entrance told me. I admired the craftmanship of the five-foot stone pitched wall that surrounded the complex which covered an area around the size of four city blocks....the large expanses of lawns and sports fields looking a little long and unkempt, ‘guess they pay their staff off over the holidays’ I mused. I would loved to have wandered through the grounds to have a closer look at the impassive three-story sandstone ‘main’ building, others also scattered about but noted a handful of nuns walking along a pathway, the school obviously owned and run by a church. A slight shiver rippled through me as I recalled my school years at a church run school, ‘vicious bastards’ I mused, recalling the many savage canings I had received for even the slightest infringements of the rules or perceived disrespect.
‘Guess it toughened me up’ I mused as I continued on to the cafe, “morning gorgeous” I greeted the young waitress, Lana, as I stepped in to order, she greeted me by name in her usual bubbly manner....I had introduced myself on my first visit and it had been three weeks since I first had breakfast there. “The usual Jack?” she asked cheerfully and I nodded then changed my mind, “actually....might have lamb chops with the eggs for a change thanks Lana” I told her as I picked up the complementary daily newspaper and stepped back out to sit at one of the tables on the footpath to read as I waited, turning to the job adds to see if anything caught my fancy. It wasn’t that I needed the money, I could sit around doing not much for a week or two but after that I needed something to occupy myself with. Lana stepped out and set my usual pot of tea down, “anything interesting in the paper?” she asked, making small talk, only an occasional tradie would drop in at this hour to grab a pack of pre-made sandwiches or the like.... I had learnt that she did the first hour on her own, the owner coming in at eight when trade got busier.
“They reckon a cyclone might form in the next week or two” I responded to her question, “ahh...well a bit of a blow might cool things down a little” she sighed and pinched her blouse between thumb and finger to pull it off her skin and flap it a little, the light fabric sticking back to her body almost immediately. She was a looker, nice curves in the right places, still some growing to do yet, shortish red curly hair and a few freckles on her nose, her eyes were ‘different’, a soft grey with flecks of blue, and she was obviously not fond of wearing a bra, not that she needed one....her not even A cups seeming as hard as the stone walls I admired.....I guessed she had a few more teen years ahead of her yet, just an enterprising young lass working here for some cash over the school holidays. “I see you checking the job adds, looking for work?” she asked, “yeh.... if something catches my eye, I might take one on just to occupy myself” I chuckled. She followed a customer back inside, returning later with my breakfast, leaving me in peace while I ate...as I preferred.
‘Ah well, school starts next week’ I mused as she brought out a fresh pot of tea and took my empty plate inside, ‘she obviously takes notice of customers preferences....hope her replacement is as pleasant and attentive’ I thought as I browsed the paper while I drank tea for another twenty minutes. Stepping back inside to put the paper back and pay for breakfast, she said, “I sometimes hear of jobs from customers, if you want to give me your phone number I can call you”, I gave her my number, “anyways, I’ll be here for breakfast every morning so you can tell me in person” I smiled and headed out, rolling a cigarette. I hadn’t spent time in this particular city for some years so strolled on a few more blocks to the beach, following it north, a handful of early morning joggers passing me, I probably strolled four or five miles by the time I returned to the boarding house to sit and read a novel I had picked up, and listen to the little radio I had, before going for another stroll in the afternoon.
Walking to the cafe the next morning, I noticed a small sign on the corner of the stone wall.... Groundsman Wanted, Apply Within.... ‘Reckon that might just suit me’ I mused as I walked on to the cafe, another sign at the next corner of the school wall. Lana was her usual efficient, bright and bubbly self, as she set my second pot of tea down, no other customers as yet, I stood and pulled another chair out, “sit for a moment please Lana, I’ve got some questions to ask you” I said. Smiling, she sat with a straight back, “I noticed signs on the wall of the school a block over, advertising for a groundsman, what can you tell me about the school?” I asked. “Ahh.... maybe.... what sort of things do you want to know?” she asked. “I’m thinking it would be a job that suits me, you heard anything about why the last groundsman left or what they’re like to work for?”, I asked her. Her eyes widened then she glanced around to check nobody was approaching, “damn cows mostly....the Mother Superior is a next level bitch!” she said softly, “some of the younger nuns aren’t too bad I guess”. “I already took that for granted” I laughed, “did most of my schooling at a similar school....any idea why the last groundsman left?”.
Her eyes twinkled, her hard little tits quivered ever so slightly as she giggled, “oh damn, that sure was a sight!” Lana went on to recount how the last groundsman had launched a full-on verbal tirade upon the Mother Superior after she had taken him to task for being ten minutes late for work one morning.... “I heard words from him I never knew existed....not sure what half of them even meant!” she laughed out loud. “Jeez Jack!, if you went to the same sort of school why the heck would you even consider working there?” she exclaimed, “well firstly, I don’t ‘need’ the job so nothing to stop me from just walking away from it, secondly, as you get older you learn a few tricks on how to handle those sort of people....and the real bonus is that I can still have my breakfast served up to me by the sexiest waitress this side of the black stump” I winked and grinned. She blushed red and squirmed a little, yet pushed her shoulders back to enhance her hard little titties. “how come you seem to know all about the place?” I asked.
“Ahh...yeh....I go to school there, as a ‘day student, there’s a few others like me but most are boarders’,” she told me, “ahh bugger, so you won’t be serving my breakfast once school starts” I said, covering my face with my hands in mock despair.... “Oh yeh of course I will be, I’ll still work here from six until eight....and six to ten on weekends” she gushed. “Perfect....reckon I might just wander over there after I finish my tea and see the dragon lady about a job” I grinned. “Umm....maybe I better get you another pot, they don’t finish praying until seven” she grinned, headed inside to return with a fresh pot of tea, chatting to me in between the odd customer. “Good luck Jack, I’ll send a search party for your body if you don’t show up tomorrow morning” Lana giggled, I strolled off after she gave me directions to the school office. I got more than a few glances from a group of nuns as I waited for them to pass, dressed in my jeans, boots and hat....shirt sleeves rolled up....before following them up the wide stone stairs, gazing around at the high ceilings as I waited after stating my business to the young novice behind the desk....I realised then that perhaps I should have waited and bought myself a loose fitting pair of jeans.....my thick eight and a bit inches quite obvious down the leg of my jeans.
She had stood and disappeared through a doorway for a moment, beckoning me as she reappeared, her eyes dropping fleetingly to the bulge in my jeans leg....closing the door behind me as I stepped through with my hat in my hands as I faced the Mother Superior.....who looked old enough to have been there from the day the school had been built.... I laid on the ‘charm’..... first looking to the crucifix I knew would be on the wall behind her, bowing my head and crossing myself, then bowing my head to her, “blessings Reverand Mother” I greeted, her slate grey eyes widening slightly. “Mr Evans, I am told you are enquiring about the groundsman position, while it is customary for prospective employees to provide a resume before being granted an interview I will in this case allow you to provide one verbally” she spoke in a tone that sounded as though I was expected to fall to my knees with gratitude. “I am grateful for your leniency Venerable Mother” I responded and told her my history.....starting with my Convent schooling, ending with my current situation, “at this point, I’m afraid I cannot commit to staying past Easter” I added.
In short, I was hired then and there, “wait outside Mr. Evans, I will have someone show you the grounds, equipment and explain our expectations” she said flatly, crossing myself again, I left the office, a young novice, maybe early twenties, appearing a few minutes later to guide me around the expansive grounds. The exercise took close on an hour, I was surprised at how well the quite new workshop was equipped, also housing a quite new and large ride-on mower and small tractor with a slasher and front-end loader. Alicia was quite talkative and we chatted as she showed me around the grounds, an old stone building caught my eye near the far corner, mostly obscured by trees, “that hasn’t been used for some years, a problem with the roof” Alicia told me in a strained voice, “no point walking all that way” she added with a hint of nervousness. “Oh yes it is, looks like an original building....I love the old stonework” I chuckled and made a beeline for it, Alicia striding to keep up with me.... “It was the original groundsman’s quarters way back, probably not safe to go inside” she quavered, “the old groundsman had a house in town” she added.
I smelt a rat, walking around the perimeter I couldn’t see any issue with the roof, stepping up the three steps onto the sandstone floor of the veranda and pushing the door open to look inside, the hinges didn’t even squeak, and it looked as sturdy as a bank.... the faint smell of tobacco smoke confirmed there was a rat.....students and/or nuns using it to smoke in....a practice I was confident was strictly prohibited. Pulling the door closed I turned to Alicia and winked, “don’t stress sweetie, I won’t rat on whoever sneaks in here for a smoke, I have a few myself, shame on you for telling me a lie though” I chuckled. Alicia’s cheeks blushed and she turned away, “Ahh.....I’ll show you the kitchen, your meals are provided with the job” she told me, pointing out the various buildings as we walked, a few two story dormitories with shower blocks attached, “obviously out of bounds to you” she giggled, “oh dear....no fun at all, I was thinking it would be my job to carry buckets of water to fill the bathtubs and scrub the girl’s backs” I joked and she laughed, “no such luck Mr Evans, they’ve actually got modern showers and toilets in them” she grinned.
She showed me the large kitchen/dining hall.... “Come to this door at the back, breakfast is at seven, lunch at twelve and supper at seven” she told me, as we arrived back at the main entrance she asked if I had any questions, “just one Alicia, I’m guessing I need to ask about living in the old groundsman’s hut?”. She led me back into the main building, “Fifth door on the right, Sister Louise will be your supervisor” she said and bid me good day, I thanked her for the tour and headed in to sort my living arrangements, leaving a half hour later with a booklet outlining relevant policies and procedures regarding my job. Walking back to the boarding house, I paid my bill, threw my few possessions into my old Landcruiser and drove back to the school, a heavy cast iron gate allowing me drive straight in and under a lean-to roof attached to the end of the hut. Dropping my swag and bag onto the bed I checked that the lights and taps worked, it was a single large room with a small table and a single chair, a more modern bench top and sink with a cupboard under it, small fridge under the bench, electric kettle and toaster on the bench.....a double bed at the opposite end and a doorway into the shower and toilet which was built onto the old shack, and an air-conditioning unit, very basic but adequate for my needs.
‘Seems my predecessor wasn’t very meticulous’ I mused, no records of when the machinery had last been serviced, pulling the dipsticks on the tractor and mower told me the oil probably hadn’t been changed since day one so spent the rest of the day changing oils and filters and greasing where required. I studied the machine on the wall, a clock on – clock off device to track my hours I worked out then spent at least an hour doing inventory, putting tools etc back in their correct place, checking fuel levels in the two storage tanks etc, giving the workshop a sweep before calling it a day. With an hour to kill before supper, I unpacked my bag into the small wardrobe adjacent to the bed, placing my novel and radio on top of the little bedside table. I slid the top drawer out intending to store my spare packet of tobacco and papers in it and chuckled, three opened packets of cigarettes and a couple of lighters in it along with toothpaste and three toothbrushes. Leaving them in place I opened the next drawer to find two small boxes, my eyes widening as I opened the first, a smallish dildo maybe five inches long and a little under an inch across, the second containing a vibrator around the same size!
‘Well well, no wonder Miss Alicia was trying to keep me away from here’ I chuckled aloud, ‘maybe it’s not just her either’ I mused as there were three different brands of cigarettes in the top drawer....my cock tingling and thickening as a mental picture of the young novice, and whoever else, laying on the bed and satisfying their basest needs. Resisting the urge to masturbate, I put my toothbrush, toothpaste and comb in the bathroom and showered, pulled on a pair of shorts and sat out on the veranda, rolled a cigarette and contemplated how the scenario might play out when I got a visit, if at all, from one or more horny smokers.
As I smoked I decided to play a little dirty, I went inside and got dressed for supper then took the two boxes from the bedside drawer and put them under my jeans in the wardrobe, ‘wonder how long it will take for the owner to ask where they are’ I mused as I walked across to the dining hall, entering as around thirty nuns and novices, ages ranging from the ancient Mother Superior down to the girl from the reception desk who I reckoned was maybe only twenty, filed in from the other end. Rows of tables that would seat twenty filled the large hall....enough to seat close over two hundred I estimated as I stood back waiting to see if I was to sit anywhere specific.... Alicia beckoned me over, “you can sit here Mr. Evans” she said softly, indicating the chair beside her as she sat. The Mother Superior announced, “The Lord has answered our prayers and delivered to us a groundsman,.... Mr Evans, perhaps you might like to say Grace this evening” she added looking to me, obviously to ‘test’ me.
“I would be honoured Reverand Mother” I replied and stood to say Grace as I often had to do when I was at school, adding “and Lord please give our Venerable Mother the strength to continue guiding her flock with love and patience in her efforts to teach your word...Amen” I added, just to butter her up a little more. Soft chatter from the room as the food was served up, “ohh, very smooth” Alicia whispered as she leant closer stifling a giggle, resting her hand on my thigh but pulling it back quickly.....her fingers had rested on my cock bulge, her ears turning red. “It doesn’t hurt to get on the boss’s good side” I chuckled quietly and squeezed her thigh. As I expected, the meal was a subdued affair, no laughter or loud voices, a little more noise as dessert was served up, Alicia leaning to me again, “ahh....um....is it ok to come over to your place later?” she stammered softly, “of course, around what time?” I whispered back, “a little after eight” she replied, no hand resting on my thigh this time.
“Plus two friends” she whispered as everyone began standing to take their plates to the kitchen, “the more the merrier” I grinned and headed out, wondering who the two extras would be and if I would be asked where their ‘toys’ were. I scrubbed my teeth, changed back into my shorts and sat on the veranda to have a smoke, not bothering with a shirt as it was still very warm and humid, the sky overcast but not raining. Around ten after eight I caught a glimpse of a small soft light and my cock tingled and squirmed a little, ‘steady boy, these girls aren’t gonna fuck on the first date’ I chuckled to myself. I didn’t have the outside light on so as not to attract the swarms of insects that were in plague proportions during the wet season, the light stopped moving maybe twenty yards out and I heard them whispering but couldn’t make out what was being said except what I thought was, ‘leave the boxes and stick them down your knickers’. I kept quiet and still on the chair against the wall around four yards from the door as they climbed the steps, as they neared the door I said “evening ladies”, squeals of fright coming from them, the little torch clattering to the floor. “Ahhh jeez Mr. Evans!, I nearly peed myself” squeaked Alicia, the other two laughing.
Chuckling, I stood and opened the door, “in you go so I can see who I’m talking to” I said and followed them in, Alicia first through and flicking on the lights, “this is Tanya” Alicia gestured to the receptionist, “you know Lou” she added. “Oh my, the Lord has truly blessed me with a gorgeous trio of young ladies” I chuckled, the three in their moderately ‘decent’ nighties, the hems around mid-thigh, Tanya’s somewhat shorter, and unfortunately heavy enough not to be see-through.....although not heavy enough to hide the fact that they had nice firm titties, Lou’s easily the largest at maybe C’s. “The Lord had nothing to do with it, we just wanted a smoke” Tanya giggled, they’re in your bedside table, may I?” asked Lou, “help yourself sweetie” I nodded, “can I turn on the AC and open a window a touch?....helps clear the smoke” Tanya asked as both Lou and Alicia stepped over to the bedside table. “Sounds like a good plan” I answered Tanya who had to stand on tip-toe and really stretch her arm as she reached for the switch....her action, plus leaning forward over the bench, dragged her hem high enough for me to catch a glimpse of the swell of her ass cheeks, “looks like you’re a little short at one end” I chuckled and stepped over behind her to grasp her slim thighs with each hand, my thumbs pressing against the edge of each ass cheek, and lifted her up.
“Ahhh....Mr Evans!, that was umm....improper!” she admonished a little breathily, blushing and turning to face me as I set her down, “ahh well, let’s just call it a tax for allowing you to smoke in my room” I grinned and winked at her, her mouth opening and closing a couple of times before sighing, unable to come up with a retort. I almost laughed aloud at the confused looks on Tanya and Lou’s faces as they stepped back toward us, Lou handing a lighter and packet to Tanya. The girls stood around awkwardly as they smoked, “relax ladies, I can’t imagine you stood around like stale bottles of beer when you smoked here before” I chuckled, “ahh, well we used to lie on the bed but....“help yourself” I chuckled, “it’s every man’s fantasy to have two gorgeous women in his bed.....to have three is the holy grail” I grinned, the girls giggling, “Take the ashtray, I’ll use the sink” I said as I rolled myself one and lit up, “wow, you make that look so easy....I’ve tried to roll my own but just can’t get the hang of it” exclaimed Alicia as I reached into the fridge and pulled out a beer, “anyone like a beer?” I asked, Alicia and Lou put their hands up, I stood and handed them each a beer.
“How about you Tanya?” I asked, her eyes jerking up, “ahh....I’ll just have a sip of theirs thanks” she stammered a little, blushing.....her eyes had been below my waist, on the outline of my cock. I sat, we smoked, sipped beer and chatted, I told them stories about my work and places I had been, told a few jokes and they relaxed, laughed and giggled. Taking my tobacco to roll another smoke after I handed out two more beers, I beckoned Alicia, “hop up here and I’ll teach you” I grinned, catching a glimpse of her blue knickers as she scooted off the bed, taking a swig and handing her beer to Tanya. I had her sit with her back to me, her legs either side of mine, reached around her and put some tobacco into my palm, “ok, watch closely” I said and arranged it in an even line, placed the paper and rolled it in a flourish before raising it to her lips for her to lick the gummed edge. “damn, soo easy...for you” she giggled, squirming a little as my cock thickened dangerously. “Ok, your turn, I’ll guide you” I told her as I rested my hands on her thighs, “maybe a third of that” I chuckled and squeezed, now with the right amount she prodded it into a line and tried to roll the paper, her fingers crumpling it.
“Gently Alicia, gently, just imagine it’s your lover’s nipple that you’re caressing”, a soft squeal came from her, “Mr. Evans!!....I wouldn’t know what that was like!” she gasped, “well your own then, and don’t bulldust me that you’ve never caressed your own” I chuckled as she squirmed and blushed, looking down over her shoulder I could see her nipples tenting her nightie, “ahhh...you’re so rude!” she squeaked but giggled softly as did the others. “that doesn’t look too bad at all, a bit more practice and you’ll be an expert” I grinned as she slid off my lap, a not so soft gasp as her tight little ass dragged over my cock bulge. “Can you teach me please” asked Tanya as she scooted forward off the bed, I almost groaned aloud as her nighty dragged up, her knickers stretched taught into her plump cleft, “agh, just let me stretch, that’s not the most comfortable chair I’ve sat on” I chuckled....noting three sets of eyes riveted on the bulge in my shorts as I twisted from side to side. “There’s room on the bed, it is yours after all” Lou pointed out, “Why thank you ma’am” I grinned and climbed on to sit and lean back against the headboard, Tanya scooting around to sit on my lap, the other two simply shuffling around to face us, ankles crossed and knees splayed, a soft tremor from Tanya as my cock flexed, as much from her sitting on it as the unimpeded view of Alicia’s and Lou’s cunt mounds in their knickers, a darker line of moisture along Lou’s cleft.
It may have been the effects of the beer, or her state of arousal, but Tanya was hopeless in her attempts to roll the cigarette, squealing with frustration as the tobacco spilled down the front of her nightie on the fourth attempt, “never mind, we can practice tomorrow night” I chuckled as she picked a few bigger portions off her chest, a soft gasp from her as I brushed a few smaller bits off her, my hands brushing softly across her nipples, before she climbed off my lap. I thought for a moment she was going to chastise me for brushing her tits but she just sighed, “you’ll need a lot of patience I think, I can’t even get close to rolling it”. “We should leave girls, Mr. Evans will no doubt have a busy day tomorrow” Lou suggested, “how about you drop the Mister, Jack is fine, Mister makes me feel old.....any smartass comments from you young lady and I will put you over my knee and spank you!” I grinned at Tanya who was about to say something”, she smirked cheekily, “is that a threat or a promise?”, giggled and blushed a little before turning to put the empty bottles in the bin.
I opened the door for them, stepping out last, “I enjoyed your company ladies, I expect I’ll see you again tomorrow night” I said, they thanked me for the drinks and headed off, I stood and watched them walk off into the dark for a moment, ‘well that went much better than I expected’ I mused as I stepped inside and closed the door and went to the sink for a glass of water, planning to relieve the ache in my balls. As I gripped the waistband of my shorts to pull them down there was a knock on the door, ‘ahh....here comes the question about the ‘toys’ I grinned, calling ‘come in’ as I turned to face the door, Lou came in, “ahh....umm....I just wanted to ask if you could start mowing around the main buildings first thing tomorrow....ahh...it’s getting untidy” she said softly, her eyes avoiding mine, they widened a little as I stepped close, “that’s exactly what I had in mind” I grinned, took a chance and cupped her face in my hands and kissed her lips softly for maybe five seconds, a soft gurgling squeal from deep in her chest, her eyes bugging as she pulled back, looking at me with a dazed expression.
“Oh.....agh.....god,.... do that again” she breathed raggedly, tilting her face up, eyes closed and lips slightly parted.....so of course I did.....my hands reaching around her slim waist as I kissed her softly again, pulling her gently to me, she mewled and kissed me back, her hands squeezing my biceps as she trembled. Sliding my hands lower to cup her firm ass cheeks, I caressed then squeezed them, other than a soft moan, she didn’t object so I gripped the hem of her nighty and slowly dragged it up, her arms reaching skywards as she broke the kiss briefly and her nighty fell to the floor and she kissed me with an urgent passion, pressing her thigh hard against my straining cock and shuddering. Her scent was wafting deliciously as I backed her around against the bench, cupped her ass and lifted her onto it as her legs wrapped around my waist, she gasped, moaned and shuddered as I reached between us and caressed her firm tits before squeezing and pinching her thick hard nipples, her nails clawing at my arms. Pulling back and dipping my head I tormented her nipples with my tongue and teeth, gently and slowly, my hands sliding lower and tracing back and forth along the edge of her knickers a few times before hooking my fingers into the waistband to slowly ease them down.
She was getting close to boiling point from the attention I was giving her tits, mewling and rocking her ass as I worked her knickers down and off her before lifting her over to lay her on my bed, crawling up from the bottom, I lifted and pushed her knees back, pleasantly surprised to see her pubes were trimmed very short, “oh damn Lou, if your sweet pussy tastes as delicious as it smells, I’m going to feel like I’m in heaven” I smiled up at her before lowering my head to dip my tongue in her honey pot. It had barely touched her glistening gash before she squealed breathily and flexed her hips, her fingers twining in my hair, “AAGGHH......FARRRK” she squealed and shuddered as I sluiced my tongue along her twitching cleft, probed her tight little fuck hole as her hips thrust up against my touch, gurgling and babbling incoherently. Moving slowly up her body, kissing and nipping gently as I went, she bucked and gurgled as I nipped her engorged nipples, “oh damn baby, your nipples are divine” I breathed. Rolling over I quickly worked my shorts off and, rolling back, moved up a little more and lowered so my cock shaft pressed against her slimy gash and kissed her deeply and passionately.
“Wait....have you got a condom” she gasped, “no need darlin, I’ve been snipped” I said, “agghhh god...yesss.....fuck me pleeeaase” she begged breathily, thrusting her hips against me. I raised up and pulled her legs forward then lifted and pushed them back, all but folding her slim body in half and gazed lustfully at her engorged cunt, glistening pink, my thick flared cockhead seeming to dwarf the tight little hole she was demanding I fill, her hands grabbing my shaft to aim it, squealing loud and raggedly as it began opening her. “Fuck...fuck...fuck” she squeaked hoarsely and tried to squirm away, her mouth opening in a silent scream as I flexed my hips sharply and dropped my weight on her, around three inches of thick cock meat in her heaving, clenching guts. “Shhh baby, try to relax that tight little cunt....it’s just gonna get better from here” I crooned as she whimpered and squirmed weakly, she did eventually begin relaxing as did her cunt. It clamped and twitched as I rocked my ass gently and slowly fed her a little more meat, “you’re doing great sweetie, your sweet little cunt is beginning to enjoy that cock isn’t it?” I grinned.
“Oh Mr Evans!....you are so crude and uncouth!....but in answer to your question.....yes, my sweet little cunt is beginning to enjoy that fucking great lump of cock and wishes that you would kindly feed it some more” she giggled then squealed as I thrust another three or four inches up her. Despite being twenty-six years old, her twat was surprisingly tight, ‘perhaps those little toys I had found, and a finger or two, were the only things she’s had had up her’ I mused as I stroked slowly, “oh jezuz...no more” she gasped as I stroked a little deeper. I didn’t object, I was confident she would be a regular visitor to my bed so there would be plenty of opportunity to ream her fully.....I was fighting a losing battle to hold my orgasm back anyway as she gurgled and squealed under me and I fucked her a little faster, her cunt really began to enjoy it and it was soon twitching and spasming around my cock, squealing hoarsely as the second blast of my cum launched her into a shuddering and squealing orgasm.
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