The Night sky glowed red wi light from rolling mill as cauldron after caldron of whiteness hot metal were poured into moulds to mek atomic number 26 slabs for t'rolln'mill

Albert Grimshaw looked on wi pride.

"Eee Lad, afore foresighted thee'll not see nowt for smoke from Grimshaws in't valley."he said jokily.

Danton True Young Bob Fairlie looked out on't aspect and all.

"So what you want wi me gaffer ?"Bob asked.

"It's me firstborn, Elsie,"Albert said warily,"‘ Tween thee an me her demand a good seein to."

"See in to ?"Bob enquired.

"Bit of how's yer father,"Albert explained,"Her's nigh on twenty dollar bill three and never been fucked, head in a book all't crashing time, what good's that for a lassie ?"

"So why d'you think she'd fancy me ?"Bob asked.

"Fancy thee ? phantasy thee ? grade she bloody won't fancy thee,"Albert said furiously,"She see's her sen wed to some bally nob wi a poncy title of respect, but all they see's is her memorial tablet, half on em ent nowt but threepence two farthings to their name, so they's only after me brass."

"So why me Gaffer ?"Bob asked.

"Thee growed up wi her didn't tha ?"Prince Albert asked,"Just treat her like any other lass, upend her and give her one."

"Ee gaffer, I ‘ ent like that,"Bod insisted.

"What ? Is tha a bloody queen ?"Albert demanded.

"Nay but I'd not upend a doll and give birth me way wi out her say so,"Bob confessed.

"call thee self a fellow,"Albert Francis Charles Augustus Emmanuel sighed."Bloody mouse more like, well thee can buoy't do it or I'll find some un as what will."

"I'll see what I can do,"Bob agreed.

"Reet no clip like present,"Prince Albert replied,"Get over t'ouse and chip in her a seein'to.

Poor Bob had no alternative but to get off down gaffers house at end of Arkwright Street, it were magnificent, a study in red and lily-livered engineering brick wi porticos and a Sublime Porte cochere wi component of a ember mine and seed manufacturing plant and Palis of Versatile in France all designed by Albert's father, who were too tight to engage architects. Still it were big and imposing and that's what mattered

Bob knocked on plunk for door,"Gaffer sent I to give youthful Elise a seeing to,"he ventured.

Samuel Butler went red,"Mr Fairlie to render missy Elsie a seeing to Ma'am,"he shouted to Mrs Grimshaw.

"William Tell him in his bloody dreams,"Mrs Grimshaw shouted back,"Any road round her's wi Honourable Jason Fforbes-Whitehead in't sitting room so thee can sodomize off."

"antique says I has to upend her and give her a seein'to,"Bob explained,"Gafer pays me brass not thee so I'll have to ask thee to resist aside."

Butler stood aside and Bob strode past, trouble is he couldn't see where parlour were.

Mrs Grimshaw bellowed a warning,"Elsie young Bob Fairlie's here to roger thee."

"Tell him to sod off,"Elsie bellowed forgetting the resultant of ten years education and her years at finishing school.

"I say,"Jason, retorted,"I thought you were a lady not a bally fishwife !"

"And I thought you were a man not a mouse, '' Elsie replied,"Go and bash his lights out if thee fancies me !"

Jason swiftty emerged from the front room, bowed slightly to Bob who was completely baffle and he then ran as fast as hs stupid poncy legs would carry him towards the stalls where his horse were tethered.

Bob headed to where Jason had come from.

Elise stood there in all her fnery like some poncy duchess,"old-timer sent I to ease up thee one,"Bob explained.

"Daft sod thinks I'm still pure,"Elsie sighed,"I've had nearly of handmaid and C caller of Durham Light foot, been caught rwice and had to throw gypsy woman sort me out."

"Bloody hellhole,"says Bob.

"Edward Teach me a matter or two, boots on t'other foot lad,"says Elsie,"Mind it would be Handy for pop to consider you took me cherry."

"Spose,"Bob said,"We'll say as I did thee then, if gaffer asks."

"fountainhead we can't severalize a lie,"Elsie suggested,"Come upstairs I don't want to get me dress all crumpled."

poor Bob, it were bad enough thought process he could upend her and poke her a couple of metre and get back in time for clocking off hooter, but how could he compete with Durham Light Infantry ?

He followed Elsie up stairs to her elbow room. She slipped off her dress and underskirt and asked Bob to assist with laces on her corset.

His script shook as he fumbled with laces but soon she were able to draw out it away and set it on chair.

"Me tits sag wi out it,"she said sadly,"They'll be round me waist soon."

"Restin'on thee big fat belly when thee's in't family way,"Bob observed

"So thee'll put me in menage way will thee ?"Emily asked.

"If tha'wants,"Bob offered nervously.

"Bob Fairlie, tha'could no more upend me and receive thee way than fly to moon,"Elsie sighed,"Drop thee breeches, I want's to pay wi thee cock."

Bob never had a clue what to do, he were supposed to be forcing Emily to bear carnal knowledge and instead her were calling shots.

Next affair he knowed Elise had his breeches afford and his hammer out. He'd never seen it so big."Oooh he likes me,"she gasped as she pushed him so's he were sat on t'end o the big four posted bed.

She were bared above waist now and she let her tits rub his peter,"Pull me stockings down there's a love."she invited.

Bob did as he were bid and there she were naked.

"Do summat then,"Elsie said teasingly,"Thee's supposed to be upending me and having thee way."

"Thee's beautiful like,"Bob stammered.

"Well thank you kind sir,"she says in reply,"But I want's cock not compliments."

Bod reached out and held Elise round the waist. Elsie grabbed Bob's cock and next off she had fell on him and his cock were well and truly up her.

"Ohhh that feels smashing !"Emily cooed as she rubbed her teat on Bobs chest,"An time of day of this'll do nicely.

An hour, poor Bob only lasted fifty sec before he let fly.

"You my lad need some unplayful training,"Elsie cooed,"I seen a Prince Albert cock tintinnabulation in't jewellers in Ainsley street, you best get one."

"What ?"Bob replied,"I'm Millwright not a damn Gigolo."

"Well it was you what said you'd come to turn over I a seeing to,"Elsie reminded him,"Look have a pint of Ale and see if it revives thee."

"I needs a three course meal after that."Bob replied.

"wellspring go and tell James Cook as I said thee was to have a decent supper,"Elsie ordered.

poor Bob all crestfallen he dressed and went to kitchen.

Elsie watched him go. A warm glowing of satisfaction gap through her genitals, it wasn't the distance of sentence which pleased her, no it was more the length of shaft, and the lovely spurt of cum, why she thought she was probably up duff already.

She smiles as she thought of Bob feeding his self and worrying about pleasuring her anon, that 's sort of bloke she wanted, individual under thumb not off wenching and gambling like some of the nobs her mam invited round. No Bob Fairle would do nicely, she just had to direct him up and she looked forward to doi'just that .