I Suppose we have all done things we are not proud of, I like to mean of myself as a gentleman, always accept no for an resolution, never force myself on a cleaning woman. But I have let myself down on occasion.

It was about 1988, I was serving in the royal Navy, we had been a hanker metre at sea and looking forward to a break in Toronto, Canada. After a hanker slog up the Great St Lawrence of Arabia seaway we tied up alongside this beautiful metropolis, the gangplank went down and we were off like a crowd of horny back street cats.

To my surprised delectation I scored in the first-class honours degree bar, a lovely local lass with nipple fully grown than our artillery and leg as long as our masts. About the only fault I could find was she had no car, but no matter. She took me down to a beach, a real beach even though we were a long way from the sea. We spent half the night fucking up a storm, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as pit, her screams and yelps bringing laughs from other dyad nearby in the dark.

We took a taxi back to her place where I was very put out to be kissed and said goodnight too, I had assumed the chief event was yet to make out. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, constringe bunk instead of a decent bed and a naked Canuck to fiddle with.

The following morning I got a call from her on the patchboard, she wanted to assemble up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on display board all day, in bursting charge of opening the ship up to local visitors, and lied and said I could not make it that night, I intended to find mortal up for an all nighter. By all chronicle none of the crew had failed to score, the Toronto girls were very, very welcoming.

About noontide this apparition came up the gangway with the steady current of civilians coming to pack the tour. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a Blue Jay Cheer Leader getup that left Acre of bare leg glowing in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the girl had no bra on under it.

She had the gob smacked attention of every man jack Panama but she ignored them and came up to me and hugged me, sending my stock through the roof and only then did I recognise her for the miss on the beach.

As we said our hellos an Old woman came up to us and snapped"Lisa, stop making a spectacle of yourself !"

Lisa sulkily introduced mare, her mother. Mom was a hottie too, if I had not scored her daughter she would have been in my sites, she was a more senesce version of her leggie, busty daughter.

A brief row broke out, Lisa accusing her female parent of spying on her. I broke it up by offering them a personal term of enlistment of the ship. There are a lot of what we call companion fashion on a ship, but civilians call ravel and as was the usage I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in case they slipped. Hey, it's a shit job, but the British people straw hat is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleated bird could not even begin to cover the matching blue G-string that her bum was hugging to decease and the wad of it and the memory of her warm wet pussy opening night to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, maria had a denim mini skirt on that kept riding up and showing ticklish lacy panty, I was having worry breathing. Had I only been escorting one of them we would accept broken the enlistment itinerary to phone into my nonsense distance where I would have demonstrated how to get around up into the bunk.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangway. Lisa kissed me long and abstruse and whispered if I could get unloosen she would be waiting in the same bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the tierce academic degree, what were my intentions, was I with her hold up dark, why was she home so late. I seemed to be allying her fright with my smooth lies when she suddenly asked."How old are you ?"

I blinked, I had never been asked that before, they usually hit you with `` Are you married ? ''."XXX five."

She looked like I had just punched her."I am the same !"She gasped. presumption her outrage I was glad I had not told her the truth, I was 30 eight.

"wellspring that is a coincidence !"I said brightly, she seemed to be handing my lines, but I was spoken for it seemed.

"Thirty-five !"She repeated."Do you think it is reserve you are hanging around with a xv year old girl ?"

I saw he wince in real pain in the neck as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the shadow of towed array, out of vision of gawkers.

"Ow, you hurt me !"When stressed she had a definite French dialect.

"Fifteen ?"I hissed furiously."She can not be XV !"

"Yes yes !"mare insisted."My leetle young lady, she is only fifteen, you are honest-to-goodness than her Father of the Church, curse him !"

I tried to pen myself, it was a nightmare, I would get chucked in prison here and then drummed out of the Navy, if they ever let me out alert.

"You must not see her again,"Maria wined, trying to get out of my handgrip."She is lovely girl, I know, but it is not right."

My brain was racing, all very well dumping Lisa, but suppose she decided to get revenge on me ?"You will have to tell her she can not see me,"I said, let her be mad at mom."And tell her you have spoken to the Captain, that you do not want a sailor seeing your daughter, distinguish her that !"

"Yes yes !"She managed to break free with a mewl of nuisance, rubbed her arm, bruised from my fingers. It might possess all ended there, nice and peaceful, but she added."I will do anything you want !"

My rarified rack views up her doll flashed back at me, my hand went back on her, but gently this clock time, at her breast, my thumb found the nub of nipple beneath the soft fabric of her blouse, traced the lace of her bra. She stared down at my hand, did not scream or run or even flinch.

"Your daughter is lovely,"I breathed."I know I should not see her, but I have been at sea so long."

"I understand,"he interpreter shook."But not her,"she licked her lips, looked right in my eyes."But not her, please !"

"Then who ?"I breathed, my other hand rested on the silk smooth tegument of her thigh, slid up her wench to cup one soft bum cheek dressed with lace. I moved my face close to hers, she sort of scrunched up her boldness but did not turn it, I pressed my lips to hers, they were soused, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her breast and bum. Her lips parted slightly and very briefly her spit tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need soul tonight,"I told her softly.

I had pushed her dorsum against the big brake drum of the cable's length feed, she straightened up, standing a little unsteady on her feet which she looked down at, not meeting my eyes."You can see me this evening,"she paused."If you must, only promise not my Lisa."

"I promise,"I agreed."What is your speech ?"

I passed the relief of the day in a dream state, when we done I showered and changed, jogged off the ship to flag a hack, on the trash of composition with her address she had written 6pm and underlined it twice.

The taxicab took me to a quiet suburb with colonial houses that had been converted to flat. Checking the bit I buzzed flat 3, then again after a yearn pause. There was no reply, I checked my ticker, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer.



"Oui ?"A neural voice squeaked from the utterer.

"Ici Michelle !"I retorted. There was another long pause. I was not put out, this was not my first rodeo as they say on this side of the pond, people characterise older women as surefooted, self-assured, but I knew from experience it was often the demand opposite, widows and divorcement that had been off the market for a yearn time made hard work of getting back out there.

Finally she realised I was not going and the threshold chunked, I pushed it unfold and vaulted up the footmark, in a high school DoS of exhilaration.

The compressed doorway was locked, I knocked loudly, she would not want the neighbours getting interested.

Sure enough a Chain rattled and the door popped open, Maria peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot smaller without her heels and was nervously clutching a thick-skulled bathrobe about her that did nothing for her, she looked at least ten years sometime than me rather than three immature.

"You came !"She whispered, accusingly, as if our deal had been I would not.

"Lisa is waiting if you prefer ?"I said.

mare glared at me, shuffled her scanty animal foot."I have spoken to her, she will not see you now ! She will be safe."

In the bar near the dock I had found her in, with three hundred horny matelots on the prowl ? I doubted that.

"okay, I will say hi if I see her, au-revoir madam !"I turned to pass on.

"Wait !"I was going nowhere."You are bad man,"mare whispered, which hurt me, it was true, but still…"You should be ashamed, to use a mother's sexual love against her !"

I reached and flipped open the knotted bash of her bath robe, it fell exposed, exposing her nude golden skin and the broadest nipple dayspring I had ever seen, like saucers. She gasped and pulled the robe back shut.

I placed my hands on her shoulders, physically pushed her back in the threshold, heeled it shut behind me, she glanced over my shoulder as if debating making a run for it. My hands gripped the sheepfold of her robe at the shoulders, pushed it down to her waist and carpus, imprisoning her arms, fascinated I stroked the nipples, traced the brown set that took up so much of the firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her nipples reacted, firming up, the brown area crinkled and became more prominent.

"Take it off,"I told her.

Her hand made a yoke of tentative moves to the gnarl, stopped each time, then with a resigned jerky the air mile was gone, the robe flopped down to her understructure. I put my arms around her, her head came to my chest, my bridge player in her hair found a big cartridge holder thing which I tugged free, stroked down her lightly brown hair to a glow fan at her back. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her becalm a fiddling then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as bonnie as I could be given my deepen body politic, if she refused I would leave, no more secret plan, direct my hazard down town Toronto.

Her top dog stayed at my dresser for a tenacious minute, then she pulled back, her diminished handwriting found one of my shovel sized manus and timidly she led the way, walking nude into her bedroom, taking me with her.

The room had a windowpane, firmly curtained shut, a double bed, made up saucy, press bed sheet, two pristine pillow cases each English. I just knew it had been made up for me.

She stood uncertainly, my first inherent aptitude was to push her onto the bed, go to wreak on her with my rima oris and hands, loosen her up, get her into the modality. But I was getting such a kicking from her uneasy indecision, from this sense of power over her, I wanted to milk it.

I undressed without observance, exposing my 7"rampant cock, pointing eagerly up at her, she looked down at it as if it were a rabid dog. I took it in my hand, brandished it."Your daughter was going to get this tonight,"I said cruelly."Now I am going to show you what she is missing !"

I stepped up to her, she stepped back, her legs hit the side of meat of the bed and she automatically sat down. I straddled her legs, standing up, took a truehearted handful of her hair with my resign hired man and guided my prick to her sass with the other.

She mumbled a screaming of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her cheek aside, lips pressed tight together. I let it go, bent my human knee, placed my prick between her titty, let go of it and gathered her hair with both bridge player, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my dent burying deep in her segmentation, the top of my thighs pressing against those huge nipples. She could keep her mind turned all night if she wanted, this was find with me. I rocked my hips and knees gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her tits, it was a ardent night and soon a swooning coat of sweat formed between us, making the crusade silky and delightful, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her question turned, her mouth and middle screwed rigorous shut.

When she stopped trying to pull back I eased my bag on her hair, combed it around with my digit to form a little blanket over her breast, hiding my quill as it worked beneath."You are going to get a heart shampoo,"I promised her."Going to tear all in your fuzz and rub it in."

"No !"She opened her center and backtalk suddenly."No please ! I have just washed it !"

I laughed in delight."S'okeh, I will facilitate you wash off it again !"

"No clock time !"She wailed."I go at seven, I have to go to my work."

I paused my bowel movement, blinking angry. One time of day ? That was all she was giving me ?"septet ?"I hissed in fury."I will piss in your haircloth as well, how will you like that ? One minute is all your Lisa is worth, all I am worth ?"

Her eyes looked scared but she was determined."Not my hair's-breadth !"

For solution I took her Chin, turned her side to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her backtalk shut again, then with a resigned sigh let her oral fissure fall open.

She made no move to assist and my tip scraped against her motionless teeth, I hissed at the keen pain, then got deeper into her back talk and her tooth raked the skin of my shaft with pleasant firmness. I groaned in deep pleasure, hugging her forefront, sliding up into her until she started to bite in affright and heave a trivial in her dresser, I pulled back a piddling until she calmed, then nudged back and forth, just an inch each way, she made animal, pharyngeal grunt and her hands reached up, pushed mine off her head word, I let her do it, but set up to snap up her again, when innocent she pulled back slightly and took a inscrutable breath through her nose, one diminished hand tightly gripped the bag of my prick, the other reached under and lightly grabbed my balls, but her nails gave a twain of warning twitch, I got the message, no shoving.

Her mouth went down my shaft with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spat several times on my prick before descending on it with her sass, working it fast, up and down, adding to the lubrication by swirling her tongue about the tip, then flattening it to eat up my shaft to the edge of her throat.

She was too good, too fast, I could not last like this, I tried to slow her down but her nails twitched at my musket ball when I tried to get a grip on her hair. Helplessly I had to let her draw me to an detonation but at the last possible indorse she stopped, pulled her mouth off me and the hand at the Qaeda of my whoreson tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my prick and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my middle to my shaft, her construction one of concentration. Once the menace of coming had faded she sensed it and ptyalize on my incision again, slowly worked the wet over the shaft, then spatter again and again until she had lined it with her slightly greasy saliva,

She then firmly forced me to take a step back, stood up, turned her back to me, knelt across the bed, dropping her head down she pulled a pillow under it and shoved her bum rightfield up into the air. I started to kneel, intending to puzzle out the inviting burrow she had presented for me, but she murmured"non, entre !"

I stepped back up to the bed, she wiggled her raised hindquarters back toward me, I took her pelvic arch in my hands and slipped into the deliciously welcoming depths of her cunt. Muscles clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my thigh pressed against the backrest of hers.

My cocksucker was in a heaven of undulating muscleman and stiff ridges, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet tube surrounded by marbles, her cunt slurped as my apparent motion drew down her juices, they flowed over and between us and popped and ptyalise small spirt out of her as I fucked her mystifying and arduous. Her bottom dropped down onto the bed with a foresighted groan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my prick still in her, straddling her legs, by hands on her back, pushing with all my potency, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a deep"Unh !"from her each fourth dimension.

The tidal wave she had conquered came rushing back, up my thighs and into my stomach, then spiralling through my prick and I collapsed down on her, her face turned to mine and we stared at each former as the flood burst out of my and into her with long wet blasts that drew shudders out of me, I swear I saw her give a private niggling smile, as if she had got one over me and not the early way around.

She gave me about a bit then wriggled out from under me, I was a dead weightiness, drained and exhausted, my part erect prick came out with an audible plop and a small-scale flood rushed out of her, staining the duvet with bright wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her hair into a shower bonnet, stepped out and I heard the rush of a shower, then she was back, dressing robe on, cap gone, like zippo had happened since I arrived at her room access. She opened pants and a press, dressed with economical movements, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a wise iniquity skirt and blazer, a knit blouse and low dog, added a few splatter of shuffling up and was ready.

"Allors, vite !"

I laughed hollowly."I am going nowhere yet, honey, you have drained me !"

She glanced at her watch, tsked again, looked me over with a critical eye, I doubted I cut much of a heroic figure, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the door, made a turn over gesture."ringlet it, when you leave !"

I nodded, heard her let herself out, then nothing.

When I woke the flat was in darkness, I managed to find the hallway twinkle and then the aliveness way, there were piano drinks in the fridge in the little kitchen, I helped myself to coke and booze if au naturel, sprawled on the couch, replaying the evening with a proud grin.

So just then there is a sort of scribble of a key a intermission then the flat room access is pushed spread out, Lisa, looking at the key in her hand and the door in befuddlement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadians are okay with finding naked men in their lounge, she slipped the door too, walked in and got herself a coke."You got my substance, I see !"She cracked the can, leaned on the breakfast bar to stare at me, rather hungrily I thought, also a bit vaguely, she had obviously been drinking something harder than coke.

I sat up, trying to reckon cool with being nude sculpture, if I went to get my clothes she could not help but see me go to her mother's room for them.



"How did you get in ?"frown."Please tell me my female parent was not here !"

"threshold was unlocked,"I lied.

"She is hopeless, well you have made yourself at home, haven't you ?"She was still in the cheer drawing card outfit and the flight simulator strolled across to set her Down on the redact next to me.

"I am dreary, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her free mitt slid to my crotch and gave my tractor trailer strict motherfucker a little handshaking, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an outflow, because semi was starting to bend into hard."I did not really expect to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handwork."She told me she warned you off."She took a long slug of coke, and before I could oppose put off and took me into her mouth, surrounding my prick head with freezing, sparkling fluid.

"Hell fire !"I gasped and dragged her head up, she dribbled Coke on me and looked hurt.

"Don't you like it ?"

"Of course of study I like it !"I exploded."But I do not want to get the next one from some nonce in the pedo wing !"

She mouthed my news, then blinked."Pedo ?"

"You are xv, your mother told me !"

She pulled away, sitting back against the arm of the sofa, looking at me."I am 15 and xiv months,"she said slowly."But if you believed her why are you here ?"

"I…"I got the math. That cunt !"I did not want to just not see you again."

"It is a stupid prescript,"she declared, how can it be illegal once side of midnight and ticket the other ?"

"Try telling it to the judge,"I muttered.

Her saying suddenly brightened and she leapt up, grabbed a photo off a shelf, brandished it at me."I see ! Clever you !"

Clever me, the pic was of a bunch of girls in their better, Lisa in the middle, in the rear, a banner."felicitous one-sixteenth Lisa !"

She put the photo back, toes off her trainers, sat back down and put her legs over mine, her toes caught and massaged my prick, expertly I thought."Now where were we ?"

fuck your female parent, I thought silently."When does your mother get back ?"I asked aloud.

Lisa's eyes narrowed."If you are hoping for a mother daughter threesome you are out of luck, sailor !"She warned.

I slipped a manus up her plicate mini skirt, hooked a finger into her thong and pulled it toward me, she lifted up her bum to oblige me."Oh I don't think I would pull through you both,"I said aloud and added `` together '' silently.

Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger pourboire stroked the trimmed fluff of her pussy."I saw you looking up my mother's wench, your dirty bastard !"She gasped as I slid a finger's breadth over the back talk of her vagina.

"I was looking up yours too,"I pointed out reasonably.

"Did you get a good eyeful ?"

"Not as good as I am now."

She caught my helping hand, pressed it severely to her pussycat, trying to get me to slew into her, I resisted."I meant of my female parent's cunt !"

I thought of Maria on her hands and human knee, on the bed, showing me all."Oh yes, I saw pretty much everything."

She was panting now, scrabbling at my teasing fingers."Which one did you like the best ?"

I took a leg in each mitt, twisted her over onto her forepart, pushed her stifle under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the Sami grand stand opinion of her pussy, she rested on her articulatio cubiti, the can hang unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my fore and center finger's breadth, slid them up her pussy. Her header snapped back and she bared her teeth."well ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist finger into her."I need to give it more thought,"I replied, shifting onto my knees.

"Oh God !"she wailed as I pulled my finger's breadth hard out.

"Bet your mummy would love it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in toilsome, all the way, her resisting cunt caught on my barb and she was driven off her elbows, her upper torso collapsing over the couch arm, the sleep pinned by me, my goad drilling on all the way while she wildly shook her head, oral fissure wide, screaming silently.

I was very rough on her, each tough thrust sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her back by her wooden leg so I could repel in again and again, at some point I timed it wrong and she catapulted off the couch, landing full on the floor, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, invertebrate foot on the floor, she sat over me and with a couple of wince got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my dresser.

"William Tell me more !"She demanded in a hoarse croak. When I was silent, baffled she hissed in frustration."Tell me about fucking my female parent, say me how I do better !"

This was kind of Weird, but I am okay with Wyrd, there was niggling in the way of sanity in her face, just lust and greed.

"You are doing better,"I told her."Your female parent just lay there and let me do all the work."

Lisa groaned, her middle rolled, her cunt was gripping me like a duo of pliers."More ! distinguish me more !"She gasped.

"Her cunt is skillful and juicy,"I breathed in her ear."But it is a bit light, not like you, you have a puss like a steel trap."

"Am I as juicy as her ?"She demanded.

"Let's see !"I got my hands under her sleeve, lifted her up off me with a tearing sense datum and put her on her fundament, standing on the lounge, my head buried in her burning at the stake hot, soaking cunt, I licked deep."Oh God yes, you are a great deal fat, and you taste fantastic !"

She bent her knees, pushing her crotch harder to my font, I swirled my tongue as deep up her as I could, unable to spill, but it did not stop her.

"I want her to catch us, want her to see how very much better I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, prepare her spotter me being fucked by you, you will receive to make me scream for mercy, can you do that ?"

She was rubbing furiously at herself as I licked her, I could experience her culmination rising, heard it in the strain in her spokesperson."Can you humiliate her ?"She demanded of me."Can you ?"

I pulled my mouth free of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an in away, one of my hands flayed at my bastard, the other held her stage, she was jerking so wildly I was afraid she would shine again.

"When I am about to cum in you, I will pull out and frivol away it into her hair !"I promised.

"Christ, yes !"She screamed."show me, render me !"I slipped out from in front of her, turned her to sit her on the sofa, still plunging her digit into herself, I stood up and shot into her silky whisker, strong, fluid bursts of sticky ointment cum, plastering her whisker, dripping down her titty. Her fingers stopped with a last fierce thrust and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, stop, delight stop, how can you do that to me ?"She moaned. I combed my finger through her hair, spreading it,"I hate you, I hate you !"She gasped.

As we showered together a bit later, me carefully washing her hairsbreadth which she seemed to delight in, I voiced my concern."Are you certain she will not be back while two ?"

"Positive,"she replied dreamily."Later, the night club she works in does not shut until two."

I rinsed her carefully then cupped some conditioner."hope you do not bear in mind me saying, but you have some sorting of issue with your mother, don't you ?"

She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her hair's-breadth."She fucked my fellow, right here, in the apartment, in the bedroom next to mine, I had to listen to it all, both of them, comparing me to her, how a lot easily she was, so much to a greater extent experienced.."She hugged me suddenly."Don't worry, I know you did not really fuck her."I stroked her back."I would defeat you if I thought you had !"

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