1. Mrs Miller


    Date: 5/20/2016, Categories: Taboo, Author: purpleshade, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    "Hope we're not too late, Maggie?" "No, not at all Mrs Miller." "Thanks ever so much for helping out at such short notice, I hope she wasn't any trouble?" "No trouble at all, Mrs Miller, she was out like a light. I managed to watch the entire DVD without waking her." "Oh that is good to hear, did you help yourself to the pasta?" "Yes, I had a small amount; it was very nice." Maggie looked around the room, folding her long blonde hair behind her ear as she spoke. "Would you like some milk before you go, love?" Frank interjected. "I'd love some, thank you," said Maggie, looking directly towards his wife. Frank had already removed his dress. He was beginning to relax with a glass of fine wine. He was adorned in black satin stockings, suspenders, bra and garter. The black leather high heels complemented his attire beautifully. Standing at six foot one, with an athletic build, Frank was a stunning sixty three year old. He sat casually, fingering an antique copy of Shakespeare . Maggie lay sprawled in Mrs Miller's lap, twirling her golden locks as she suckled affectionately. Mrs Miller just lowered her strapless silk dress down, allowing her natural 38c breasts to flop out. She cupped Maggie's head like an infant, stroking her bare legs, kissing her forehead gently and reassuringly. Maggie's subtle bum fluff on her arms and legs gave her that prickly electric sensation. Maggie was glad that she decided to stay on at school, studying English literature in sixth form was so ...
    congenial. "Would you like da... Frank to do you bottom for you, sweetie?" Mrs Miller enquired affectionately. "Mmm," Maggie nodded eagerly. Frank lifted Maggie's bottom, carefully removing her knickers, and began to apply baby lotion. Maggie squirmed with delight as the cool lotion sent a tingling through her spine. She closed her eyes, rolled her head to the side, as she fingered her nipples through her flimsy blouse. "I won't be a tick," said Mrs Miller, "I'll just do a bottle for Maggie, Jamie should be here soon." And with that she made her way into the kitchen, her dress still precariously dangling on her tummy. "I'll get that," shouted Frank, as he strutted towards the front door. Jamie was also a sixth former, a six foot one blonde, blue eyed hunk. His chiselled high cheekbones, stubble, and athletic build was only surpassed by his short summer dress. Leather high heels and the finest jewellery adding that extra touch. The jangling of his jewellery, the contrast of his lipstick, blusher, and eyeliner enhanced his charming masculinity. Their lips made smacking noises as Frank and Jamie kissed each other on the lips. There were several kisses, short and sharp. After an exchange of friendly chat, Frank ebbed Jamie onto the edge of the leather Chesterfield. There was a squelching noise as Frank's lubricated cock made a grand entrance into Jamie's inner sanctum. Jamie let out a few sighs of relief as Frank found his way by lifting his dress and poking through the opening of the ...
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