Quite
possibly the best Christmas ever!
Ted
was completely overwhelmed by our little experiment in Brighton and professed
his undying love for me. So in the run up to the holiday period I spent nearly
all of my spare time with the Irishman’s cock in my mouth, my pussy, my fist or
my arse. He was insatiably randy and I felt it was my duty to take full
advantage and I coaxed a vast amount of spunk from his balls. He admitted that the
idea of me fucking other people, girls or guys made him as horny as Hell. He
bought me the most beautiful lingerie just before I went home to my Mum and Dad’s
and he made me promise to fuck at least one new person when I was wearing the
outfit before I came home again.
I
will report all the details as soon as I have a moment.
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