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"Let us return to the company of your ..." (she smiled in mildannoyance) "Of my parents." Philip now returned her smile, thoughfaintly."We must first clothe ourselves," he said."Indeed, but I shall have to remain content while you make yourselfpresentable. Then you must escort me to my chamber. Since I am deprivedof Mary, you shall act in her stead. I require no small amount ofassistance, as I must confess I am yet very much bamboozled by thebuttons, laces, and other accoutrements that constitute my attire."****"My dear Jane," Lady Elizabeth greeted her daughter upon her arrival inthe morning room, "You are quite recovered, I trust?" Quite recovered, Mama," Jane replied, taking her hand and allowingherself to be led to the sofa her mother had occupied, and who now satbeside her."We have much to talk about. Since I did not see you at breakfast, Iexpect you will be hungry?" Indeed." You and I shall take luncheon in the breakfast room today. I will haveMartha serve us there. We can talk. Is this your first time?” he queried. Roger nodded again. “OK, I’ll take it easy. Just concentrate on giving Julie a good time while I get you ready!” Julie raised her hips to slide a pillow under them, and Roger obediently knelt between her parted thighs and lowered his head to cover her pussy with his mouth, drawing her swollen nether lips into his open mouth as his tongue sought her swollen clitoris. He felt a hand tug his buttocks apart, a cold wetness on his ass, then the blunt tip of a finger probed the iris of puckered skin shielding his rectum and wormed past the tight ring of his sphincter into the sheath of his bowel, quickly sliding easily and painlessly back and forth in his ass. Continuing to lick and suck on Julie’s weeping pussy, he felt the finger in his ass partially withdraw, and then a second fingertip was probing his ass next to the first. He gasped into Julie’s wet crotch at a sudden, small burst of pain in his ass as it was stretched by the intrusion of the.
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