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It was inevitable that Charity Johnstone would become bored with an old man like Headmaster Colchester Bryant of the Wilkinson School for Young Men.

Yes, there was nothing like his tongue and she'd never sucked a cock so big and so hard. However, at his age, once a day; two, maybe three times a week was about as often as he could perform.

Charity Johnstone came from one of the wealthiest families in all of the UK. She could have anything she wanted; anything in the whole world. After the first time she sucked Mason's cock, all she wanted was to suck cock. After sucking the headmaster's cock, all she wanted was to suck big cock, and of course get her pussy eaten.

One year after graduating from the Cavendish School for Young Women, she disappeared. She traveled throughout Europe, searching for big cocks to suck. Looking for the Biggest Boys and men with tongues who had an affinity for her pussy.

Nurse Marge Pendleton was without a young man and Headmaster Colchester Bryant was without a young woman.

One Friday afternoon at her home, over a bottle of wine they drowned their sorrows. "Miss Pendleton, I promise I'll find a misbehaving boy for you," the headmaster said.

"Thank you, Cole. I know what Miss Johnstone was and did. Is that what you're looking for?"

"Miss Pendleton, she was a marvel."

"From what I can gather, she was insatiable. And I must say, Mr. Foster was so . . . how should I say this, so big."

Just talking about their former lovers had the nurse's panties damp, and the headmaster's cock was trying to burst out of his pants.

One bottle of wine, led to a second. Let's not make the excuse that they were drunk. Besides these were two adults in their sixties.

"Ya know, Miss Pendleton, the most amazing thing about Charity was that she was delicious. Are you delicious, Miss Pendleton?"

Marge Pendleton thought she understood what Cole was suggesting. "Mr. Bryant, I think that's very brazen of you. It's like if I asked you if you were big like Ian Foster, which I would never do. I have no idea about this delicious you mentioned."

If you'll recall young Ian Foster loved to rub his face in her massive bush. That's what made his cock so, so hard. He never used his tongue; he never actually tasted her.

Nurse Marge Pendleton was a lady but she was also outspoken or perhaps it was the wine. "Now Mr. Bryant, if you want to know if I'm delicious, you'll have to find out for yourself."

"And Miss Pendleton if you want to know if I'm big, you'll have to find out for yourself."

It just seemed to happen, Nurse Marge Pendleton led the Headmaster, Colchester Bryant, to her bedroom. Neither said much, but both undressed and slid under the blankets.

Colchester didn't know anything about foreplay. His wife just wanted him to get it over with. There was no foreplay with the prostitutes he visited. His cock was hard as soon as he knew Charity Johnstone was due to visit.

As for Nurse Pendleton, when young Ian Foster came to her home and she got on her knees, her pussy was wet, and Ian was hard.

In bed, Colchester's hand went right to her pussy. He was surprised; it felt like she had a bush with almost as much hair as that on her head. She was already wet.

Miss Pendleton's hand went between the headmaster's legs. It seemed like it might be big, but it wasn't hard yet. She was disappointed, Ian had been her first and only. Even though she was a nurse, she expected Cole to be instantly hard.

Then it didn't matter. Colchester Bryant slid down the bed; throwing off the blankets. Yes, that bush was as big as it felt, and unlike the golden color of Charity's or the dark brown of his wife's, Marge Pendleton's bush was black.

TO BE CONTINUED

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