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Melissa Johnston smiled. It happened as she’d planned. One day while she was still at the Law country estate. Young Charles Law’s tongue had become trained to do her huge, bare pussy with those puffy, puffy labia just as she liked.

“Charles come up here and fuck me. You have my pussy so ready.” Charles was on the floor on his knees and she was lying on top of the bed.

He mumbled, “no ma’am. Ma’am, please let me continue eating you. Your pussy is scrumptious. I want to eat it all day.”

He did, with periodic breaks for rest, and so that Melissa could come down from her orgasmic high. “You’re a good boy, Charles. Let me know when you’re ready for more of my pussy.”

“I’m ready now, Miss Melissa.”

Ten minutes later he started again.

It was the same the next day. “Charles, tomorrow we’ll return to London. You’ve earned that blowjob, you asked for.”

“Melissa, if it’s all the same to you, I’d much rather eat your sweet pussy.” He got on his knees.

“Yesterday, you called it scrumptious.”

“Oh, it is. I can’t imagine I’ll ever eat a tastier pussy.” As a reminder, he was eighteen, and Melissa was closing in on fifty.

“I like scrumptious.” She pushed his head forward.

The next day before they left for London, Charles got that blowjob. Remember, like his grandfather, he had that Law trait: a horse-like cock.

Melissa Johnston, a world class cocksucker, sucked and sucked. She did everything she could to make him cum. It took much of the day, and to her surprise there wasn’t much for her to swallow.

In the car back to London, “Charles, I didn’t get much to taste. Have you been masturbating?’

As any eighteen-year-old who’d been caught did, he blushed. His face could not have been any redder. “Tell me the truth.”

“Ummmm, whenever I took a rest from eating your pussy . . .”

“My scrumptious pussy.”

“Yes, your scrumptious pussy, I’d go to my room and masturbate,” he confessed.

“Do you have any fantasies when you masturbate?”

“Oh ma’am, all I think about is eating your pussy. I mean your scrumptious pussy,”

“I’m going back to the US in about a week. Why don’t you come with me?”

“You mean you want me to come with you so I can eat your pussy all the time.”

“My scrumptious pussy, and Charles, I’ll insist on blowjobs and my scrumptious pussy will beg to get fucked.”

As Melissa promised, when she got back to London, His Lordship John Law sent a car for her. In his London home, he was sitting in a chair, naked. “Didn’t I promise you this when you came back from training Charles? I hoped he took to your instructions.”

“Your Lordship, he took to training like a duck to water, but all the time I was thinking of this.” She got on her knees and stayed there and stayed there. Sucking, licking, playing, teasing. Rubbing his ball sack all over her face.

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