I Suppose we have all done matter we are not majestic of, I like to call back of myself as a gentleman, always accept no for an answer, never forcefulness myself on a woman. But I have let myself down on occasion.

It was about 1988, I was serving in the royal stag navy blue, we had been a long fourth dimension at sea and looking forward to a break in Toronto, Canada. After a retentive slog up the Great St Lawrence Seaway we tied up alongside this beautiful metropolis, the gangway went down and we were off like a gang of randy alley Caterpillar.

To my storm delight I scored in the commencement bar, a lovely local anesthetic lass with tit bigger than our guns and stage as long as our masts. About the lonesome fault I could find was she had no car, but no subject. She took me down to a beach, a real beach even though we were a prospicient way from the sea. We spent half the Nox fucking up a storm, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as hell, her screams and yelps bringing laughs from early couples 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 main event was yet to come. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, narrow hogwash instead of a decent bed and a raw Canuck to play with.

The next good morning I got a yell from her on the switchboard, she wanted to touch up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on panel all day, in charge of opening the ship up to local visitors, and lied and said I could not form it that night, I intended to discover person up for an all nighter. By all accounts none of the crew had failed to grade, the Toronto missy were very, very welcoming.

About twelve noon this apparition came up the gangway with the unfaltering stream of civilians coming to take the turn. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a Blue Jay cheer loss leader outfit that left acres of bare leg radiance in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the young lady had no bra on under it.

She had the gob smacked attention of every man tar crewman but she ignored them and came up to me and hugged me, sending my stock through the cap and only then did I pick out her for the fille on the beach.

As we said our hullo an older woman came up to us and snapped"Lisa, bar making a spectacle of yourself !"

Lisa sulkily introduced maria, her female parent. Mom was a hottie too, if I had not scored her daughter she would get been in my sites, she was a more mature edition of her leggie, sonsy daughter.

A brief row broke out, Lisa accusing her mother of spying on her. I broke it up by offering them a personal tour of the ship. There are a lot of what we call companion ways on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the custom I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in case they slipped. Hey, it's a shit job, but the British Panama is up for it !

Lisa's tiny pleated skirt could not even set out to hide the matching blue devil thong that her bum was hugging to dying and the vision of it and the memory of her warm wet pussy opening to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, Maria had a denim mini dame on that kept riding up and showing frail lacy panties, I was having trouble respiration. Had I only been escorting one of them we would have broken the hitch route to call into my buncombe blank where I would have demonstrated how to swing up into the bunk bed.

As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangway. Lisa kissed me longsighted and deep and whispered if I could get free she would be waiting in the Saame bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the thirdly level, what were my intentions, was I with her last night, why was she home so late. I seemed to be allying her awe 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. Given her outrage I was glad I had not told her the Sojourner Truth, I was XXX eight.

"Well 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 set aside you are hanging around with a fifteen year old miss ?"

I saw he wince in real painfulness as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the darkness of towed regalia, out of sight of gawkers.

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

"fifteen ?"I hissed furiously."She can not be fifteen !"

"Yes yes !"mare insisted."My leetle girl, she is only fifteen, you are previous than her forefather, curse him !"

I tried to compose myself, it was a nightmare, I would get chucked in prison here and then drummed out of the dark blue, if they ever let me out live.

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

My mind 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 police captain, that you do not want a skimmer seeing your girl, separate her that !"

"Yes yes !"She managed to break free with a mewl of pain, rubbed her arm, bruised from my fingerbreadth. It might stimulate all ended there, dainty and peaceable, but she added."I will do anything you want !"

My lordly stand views up her skirt flashed back at me, my bridge player went back on her, but gently this time, at her breast, my thumb found the nub of tit beneath the soft fabric of her blouse, traced the lace of her bra. She stared down at my hand, did not shout out or run or even funk.

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

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

"Then who ?"I breathed, my former hand rested on the silk smooth skin of her thigh, slid up her skirt to cup one soft bum cheek dressed with lace. I moved my side close to hers, she sort of scrunched up her face but did not ferment it, I pressed my sass to hers, they were corpse, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her boob and bum. Her lips parted slightly and very briefly her knife tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away."I need someone tonight,"I told her softly.

I had pushed her back against the big drum of the cable feed, she straightened up, standing a piffling unsteady on her fundament which she looked down at, not meeting my centre."You can see me tonight,"she paused."If you must, only promise not my Lisa."

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

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

The taxi took me to a quiet suburb with colonial houses that had been converted to apartment. Checking the number I buzzed directly 3, then again after a tenacious pause. There was no reply, I checked my watch, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer.



"Oui ?"A queasy articulation squeaked from the speaker.

"Ici Michelle !"I retorted. There was another long suspension. I was not put out, this was not my firstly rodeo as they say on this side of the pond, people characterise senior women as surefooted, self-assured, but I knew from experience it was often the take opposition, widow woman and divorces that had been off the market for a recollective metre made severe work of getting back out there.

Finally she realised I was not going and the door chunked, I pushed it open and vaulted up the footfall, in a high United States Department of State of excitement.

The flat threshold was locked, I knocked loudly, she would not desire the neighbor 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 pocket-size without her dog and was nervously clutching a thick bathrobe about her that did nothing for her, she looked at to the lowest degree ten years sr. than me rather than three untried.

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

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

Calophyllum longifolium glared at me, shuffled her spare feet."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 lady !"I turned to leave.

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

I reached and flipped open the knotted belt of her bath robe, it fell give, exposing her naked golden cutis and the extensive mammilla dawning I had ever seen, like saucers. She gasped and pulled the robe back shut.

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

"hold it off,"I told her.

Her hands made a couple of tentative motility to the knot, stopped each clock time, then with a resigned jerk the knot was gone, the robe flopped down to her feet. I put my arms around her, her head came to my chest, my paw in her hair found a big clip thing which I tugged free, stroked down her light brown hairsbreadth to a glowing fan at her backbone. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her steady a little then said."Take us to your bedroom."

That was me being as fair as I could be given my heightened State Department, if she refused I would leave, no to a greater extent biz, take my hazard down town Toronto.

Her head teacher stayed at my chest of drawers for a long instant, then she pulled back, her small hand found one of my shovel sized hands and timidly she led the way, walking nude person into her bedroom, taking me with her.

The room had a window, firmly curtained shut, a doubly bed, made up clean, ironed piece of paper, two pristine pillow caseful each side of meat. I just knew it had been made up for me.

She stood uncertainly, my first off inherent aptitude was to push her onto the bed, go to go on her with my mouth and script, loosen her up, get her into the mood. But I was getting such a kick from her anxious indecisiveness, 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 the bed and she automatically sat down. I straddled her legs, standing up, took a firm handful of her hair's-breadth with my exempt hired hand and guided my mother fucker to her mouth with the early.

She mumbled a shrieking of protestation as she realised what I intended, jerked her fount aside, lip pressed tight together. I let it go, bent my stifle, placed my prick between her breasts, let go of it and gathered her hair's-breadth with both custody, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my prick burying oceanic abyss in her cleavage, the top of my thigh pressing against those Brobdingnagian pap. She could retain her head turned all Night if she wanted, this was breakthrough with me. I rocked my rosehip and articulatio genus gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her knocker, it was a warm up night and soon a light coating of perspiration formed between us, making the movement silky and delicious, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her head turned, her back talk and optic screwed close shut.

When she stopped trying to pull back I eased my grip on her fuzz, combed it around with my fingerbreadth to form a little mantle over her bosom, hiding my shot as it worked beneath."You are going to get a spunk shampoo,"I promised her."Going to shoot all in your tomentum and rub it in."

"No !"She opened her eyes and mouthpiece suddenly."No please ! I have just washed it !"

I laughed in delectation."S'OK, I will help you moisten it again !"

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

I paused my movement, bloody furious. One hour ? That was all she was giving me ?"VII ?"I hissed in fury."I will piss in your hair as well, how will you like that ? One hour is all your Lisa is worth, all I am worth ?"

Her eyes looked scared but she was determined."Not my hair !"

For answer I took her Chin, turned her face to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her mouth shut again, then with a release sigh let her mouth fall open.

She made no motion to assist and my tip scraped against her motionless teeth, I hissed at the acute pain, then got deeper into her mouth and her teeth raked the tegument of my quill with pleasant firmness. I groaned in cryptic pleasure, hugging her top dog, sliding up into her until she started to bite in scare and heave a little in her chest, I pulled back a little until she calmed, then nudged back and forth, just an inch each way, she made beast, pharyngeal grunts and her handwriting reached up, pushed mine off her heading, I let her do it, but ready to take hold of her again, when free she pulled back slightly and took a deeply breath through her nose, one small deal tightly gripped the understructure of my prick, the former reached under and lightly grabbed my ballock, but her nails gave a couple of warning twitches, I got the subject matter, no shoving.

Her backtalk went down my prick with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spat respective times on my shaft before descending on it with her mouth, working it fast, up and down, adding to the lubrication by swirling her tongue about the tip, then flattening it to accept my shaft to the border 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 Ball when I tried to get a grip on her hair. Helplessly I had to let her suck up me to an detonation but at the final possible second she stopped, pulled her oral fissure off me and the hand at the base of my prick tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my pecker and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my optic to my light beam, her expression one of concentration. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my cock again, slowly worked the moisture over the shaft, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly greasy saliva,

She then firmly forced me to submit a pace 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 right up into the air. I started to kneel, intending to lick the inviting tunnel she had presented for me, but she murmured"non, entre !"

I stepped back up to the bed, she wiggled her raised butt back toward me, I took her hips in my hands and slipped into the deliciously welcoming astuteness of her slit. Muscles clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my thighs pressed against the back of hers.

My motherfucker was in a heaven of wave muscles and sozzled ridges, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet vacuum tube surrounded by marbles, her bitch slurped as my movement drew down her juice, they flowed over and between us and popped and spit out fiddling jet out of her as I fucked her deep and hard. Her bottom dropped down onto the bed with a hanker moan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my prick still in her, straddling her legs, by manpower on her back, pushing with all my strength, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a deep"Unh !"from her each time.

The tidal wave she had conquered came rushing back, up my thighs and into my venter, then spiralling through my cock and I collapsed down on her, her face turned to mine and we stared at each other as the photoflood burst out of my and into her with farsighted wet good time that drew tingle out of me, I swear I saw her chip in a private little smile, as if she had got one over me and not the other way around.

She gave me about a minute then wriggled out from under me, I was a dead weight, drained and exhausted, my contribution erect prick came out with an audible plop and a lowly outpouring rushed out of her, staining the duvet with lustrous wetness.

Tsking to herself she tucked her hair into a shower poke bonnet, stepped out and I heard the rush of a shower bath, then she was back, dressing scrubs on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened bloomers and a wardrobe, dressed with economic movements, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a fresh dark skirt and blazer, a knit blouse and low heels, added a few splash 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 ticker, tsked again, looked me over with a critical eye, I doubted I cut much of a larger-than-life physique, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the door, made a turning gesture."whorl it, when you leave !"

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

When I woke the apartment was in duskiness, I managed to find the hall light and then the living room, there were gentle drinking in the fridge in the little kitchen, I helped myself to coke and pledge if naked, sprawled on the couch, replaying the evening with a gallant grin.

So just then there is a sort of doodle of a key a pause then the flat door is pushed open, Lisa, looking at the key in her hand and the doorway in puzzlement, then she saw me.

Apparently Canadians are okay with finding bare men in their sofa, she slipped the door too, walked in and got herself a blow."You got my message, 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 hard than blow.

I sat up, trying to expect chill with being nude sculpture, if I went to get my wearing apparel she could not help oneself but see me go to her mother's way for them.



"How did you get in ?"Frown."Please tell me my mother was not here !"

"door was unlocked,"I lied.

"She is hopeless, well you have made yourself at place, haven't you ?"She was still in the cheer loss leader outfit and the trainers strolled across to set her John L. H. Down on the cast next to me.

"I am regretful, I just…"

"Do I look like I mind ?"she crooned, her rid hand slid to my crotch and gave my semi rigid cocksucker a little shake, how do you do ? I was trapped, and I really needed an escape cock, because tractor trailer was starting to reverse into laborious."I did not really expect to see you,"Lisa chattered on, examining her handiwork."She told me she warned you off."She took a long type slug of coke, and before I could react ducked and took me into her back talk, surrounding my dent head with freezing, sparkling fluid.

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

"Don't you like it ?"

"Of trend I like it !"I exploded."But I do not need to get the following one from some nonce in the pedo wing !"

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

"You are 15, your mother told me !"

She pulled away, sitting back against the arm of the lounge, looking at me."I am XV and 14 months,"she said slowly."But if you believed her why are you here ?"

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

"It is a stupid linguistic rule,"she declared, how can it be illegal once slope of midnight and fine the former ?"

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

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

Clever me, the photo was of a bunch of girls in their best, Lisa in the middle, in the rear, a banner."well-chosen sixteenth Lisa !"

She put the picture 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 ?"

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

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

I slipped a hand up her pleated mini annulus, hooked a finger into her thong and pulled it toward me, she lifted up her bum to obligate me."Oh I don't think I would make it you both,"I said aloud and added `` together '' silently.

Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger tips stroked the reduce fluff of her twat."I saw you looking up my mother's skirt, your dirty mother fucker !"She gasped as I slid a finger's breadth over the lip 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 deal, pressed it harder to her pussy, trying to get me to dislocate into her, I resisted."I meant of my mother's cunt !"

I thought of Calophyllum longifolium on her hands and knee joint, on the bed, showing me all."Oh yes, I saw pretty a great deal everything."

She was panting now, scrabbling at my teasing finger's breadth."Which one did you like the best ?"

I took a leg in each hand, twisted her over onto her forepart, pushed her knees under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the Lapplander grand sales booth persuasion of her pussy, she rested on her elbows, the can fallen unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my fore and midway fingerbreadth, slid them up her kitty-cat. Her read/write head snapped back and she bared her teeth."wellspring ?"She hissed.

I worked my moist fingerbreadth into her."I need to have it more thought,"I replied, shifting onto my human knee.

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

"Bet your mummy would be intimate it like this !"I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in hard, all the way, her resisting snatch caught on my shaft of light and she was driven off her elbow, her upper body collapsing over the couch arm, the remainder pinned by me, my prick drilling on all the way while she wildly shook her head, sass wide, screaming silently.

I was very scratchy on her, each laborious thrust sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her rear by her pegleg so I could aim in again and again, at some gunpoint I timed it unseasonable and she catapulted off the couch, landing full on the storey, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, infantry on the flooring, she sat over me and with a distich of winces got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my chest of drawers.

"Tell me more !"She demanded in a hoarse croak. When I was dumb, baffled she hissed in frustration."narrate me about fucking my mother, tell me how I do better !"

This was kind of weird, but I am okay with unearthly, there was lilliputian in the way of sanity in her face, just lust and rapacity.

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

Lisa groaned, her eyes rolled, her snatch was gripping me like a pair of pliers."more than ! differentiate me more !"She gasped.

"Her pussy is Nice and juicy,"I breathed in her ear."But it is a bit sluttish, not like you, you have a cunt like a steel trap."

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

"Let's see !"I got my hands under her munition, lifted her up off me with a tearing aesthesis and put her on her feet, standing on the couch, my header buried in her combustion hot, soaking pussy, I licked cryptic."Oh God yes, you are much juicier, and you taste fantastic !"

She bent her stifle, pushing her crotch harder to my nerve, I swirled my glossa as rich up her as I could, unable to talk, but it did not arrest her.

"I want her to check us, want her to see how much better I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, make her watch me being fucked by you, you will have to defecate me yell for mercifulness, can you do that ?"

She was rubbing furiously at herself as I licked her, I could sense her flood tide rising, heard it in the strain in her vocalism."Can you chagrin her ?"She demanded of me."Can you ?"

I pulled my speak free of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an inch away, one of my helping hand flayed at my prick, the other held her legs, she was jerking so wildly I was afraid she would hang again.

"When I am about to cum in you, I will force out and shoot it into her pilus !"I promised.

"Redeemer, yes !"She screamed."appearance me, show up me !"I slipped out from in front line of her, turned her to sit her on the couch, still plunging her fingerbreadth into herself, I stood up and shot into her silky hair, potent, mobile bursts of awkward cream cum, plastering her hairsbreadth, dripping down her breasts. Her finger's breadth stopped with a last fierce thrusting and she shook all over.

"Oh that is disgusting, stop, please stop, how can you do that to me ?"She moaned. I combed my finger's breadth through her hair's-breadth, 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 indisputable she will not be back while two ?"

"positive degree,"she replied dreamily."Later, the order 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 sort of issuance with your female parent, don't you ?"

She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her fuzz."She fucked my young man, 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 much in effect she was, so much more experienced.."She hugged me suddenly."Don't headache, I know you did not really fuck her."I stroked her back."I would kill you if I thought you had !"

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