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Joyce Dickinson part 9Robbie opened the front door to his temporary residence and dragged his bag in. The house alarm starting beeping, reminding him that Joyce was the most organised person he know. He fished the piece of paper from his pocket, that Joyce had given him, bearing the alarm code and switched if off, He noticed it was the year of his own birth., and stored that information for use at a later date. He left his bag in the hallway and went for a poach about his new home for the next fortnight. He had memories of being here as a c***d, but, it was a long time ago, and then, he was more interested in Aunty Joyce’s party games, than games of a different nature. He vaguely remembered the layout of the house, but just to refresh his memory he did the grand tour, guided my himself. It was a three bed semi with a small conservatory, large enclosed private rear garden and a separate dining room. Much of it was as it was when he stayed as a c***d. Decor had changed in ‘public’ areas but the decor was the same in the spare bedrooms. He remembered a huge old bath in the bathroom but now there was a large walk in shower and a bidet. Joyce had told him to unpack his bag in the larger of the spare bedrooms, to make it look as though that’s where he was sleeping. What struck Robbie about the house was how tidy it was. Nothing was out of place. At all. There was no rubbish in the waist bins, no old papers in the magazine rack, the fridge was well stocked…albeit with totally healthy food and drink. The grass was immaculely cut, the flower beds weed free and the fencing all painted like new. It was like a show home. Not like his own. He left the main bedroom till last, hoping to find all the hidden treasures, similar to those stashed away in his own mothers bedroom. Fifteen minutes later he left the room and wondered what the hell she did for fun. He had joked with her about whips and handcuffs, dildos and vibrators….. disappointedly finding nothing but a rubber band and a packet of band aids. Hardy the stuff of a dominatrix. Her underwear drawer was what he imagined his grannies would look like….if he had one,..baggy and saggy. All her knickers were cotton and full, no frills no whistles and certainly no tassels. They were boring colours, and just totally unsexy. Thank god his mother took her shopping. He noticed all the photographs on the walls, were as they would have been 10 years ago. Wedding pictures canlı kaçak bahis of her and Garry, holiday snaps of water sports in the Seychelles and skiing in the Alps. A photograph of a party, caught Robbies eye, and he reached up the wall and took it down. It must have been from about 12 years ago and Robbie vaguely remembered it. He was standing between his mum and Joyce and on the outsides were his dad and Uncle Garry. Their was nothing unusual about the photograph except for the fact that he looked more like his uncle Garry than his dad. In fact if you were a stranger and asked to pick the father and son,99/100 would have picked Garry as father to Robbie. He smiled thinking….maybe Gary did father a son after all. The possibility of it being himself didn’t concern him at all because his mother had brought him up on her own, and he hadn’t seen his dad for years. He unpacked, made himself a sandwich and sat in the conservatory. He was bored. He thought what he could be doing at home and try to replicate it here. Some fucking chance he thought. Most of his boredom busters were in his mothers bedroom. He could go in there and find numerous ways to relieve both his boredom and his testicles. His mother was a woman of…..surprises. Ok he wouldn’t swap her for the world….most sons wouldn’t….but her morals were something most sons wouldn’t know or be involved in. Her bedroom had a magnitude of things, a person of loose morals, would have a field day in. Someone searching for an idea of the sexual behaviour of that person or persons, when searching his mums room would have a field day. From every kind of knickers and bras, to dildos and vibrators and anal anal plugs, their were basques, waspies, stockings and suspenders. She had uniforms covering, bunny girls, policewomen, waitresses, and…..a nurses uniform slightly different to her working one. She has a box, full of videos and cd’s most of them starring mum and Steve. She also has a box with 6 videos,which he assumes Steve hasn’t seen. They all star mum when she wasn’t much older than Robbie is now. She chose the wrong career. By comparison, Joyce had just left the nunnery. Things had to change, and Robbie had to help start it. For an 18 year old it was a tough ask. OoooooAfter dropping Robbie off at home she set off for work. She was tired, hungover and sore. Put plainly she was……fucked. It was going to be a long day, but bahis siteleri canlı at least it would give her ‘bits’ a rest before she got home tonight. No doubt Robbie would want her as soon as she got home. The thought both excited, and worried her, which, in iitself was a blessing. In 48 hours plus, she had had more good sex than she had had in many years of married life. The worry was that she didn’t want Robbie to get to attached and even possibly fall in love. In happens, and that was the worry. All she had to do was get through the day. OoooooMcPeevie sat in his office with a locked door. He opened his lockable desk drawer and pulled out the patients notes that Sylvia had lost. He returned the ‘evidence’ from his briefcase and locked the drawer securely. He took his phone from his pocket and opened the photo file. He had 12 photos of the delectable Sylvia, all in the most compromising positions imaginable. In all of them…..that she didn’t have a mouthful of cock….she was smiling. After accepting the fact that her options were practically zero, she accepted her fate with anguish. Then, when his cock came into view, she thought she was hallucinating. It was as though his penis had been attached to his body in proportion to the size of his incredible bulk. Her regard for him was still of hatred, but she tried to temper that disdain by using his cock to get her predicament hopefully resolved. She took to his cock like a baby to the nipple. The first picture he looked at was Sylvia with his cock firmly imbedded in her mouth. He was so impressed, because most sluts, take a while to even get half the thickness accommodated without near dislocating their jaw. Sylvia took near the whole cock in her mouth in one go. She had handfuls of belly, trying to get better purchase to get more cock in her mouth. She then wanked his cock while licking and loving his huge testicles. Then back onto, what had changed her nightmare, into a more acceptable way to spend her day off from work…..his cock. For ten minutes she salivated and groaned and made the owner believe he was being blown by Linda Lovelace herself. McPeevie was now having second thoughts about his other slut, Lesley. He thought she was good, but Sylvia was streets better. When he felt her tongue nearly touching his balls he nearly passed out. No female…ever had done that. The size of his cock always stopped any tongue movement canlı bahis in the mouth…till Sylvia. He could feel the tickle of the tongue stretching and reaching, and he nearly shot his lot. He knew he wasn’t going to last long so had snapped pics quickly, some repetitive. He would have loved to get his lips on her pussy, but the fear of eating another mans cum was overpowering and would have to save it for another day. He bent her over her dining room table, spread her legs and ass cheeks…clicked a pic off, then, gripped his cock, lowered his body slightly, got the cockhead in line with Sylvia’s extremely slick fuck hole, and then unmercifully rammed it as hard as he could into her. He was intending hurting her as best he could and was shocked that even though he knew without a shadow of a doubt it would rip her up, she fucking loved it. He heard shouting and smiled in satisfaction. He’d hurt her and didn’t care. All the pictures would show a happy and willing partner….then he heard the words she was shouting…and it wasn’t ‘stop’…..MORE MORE…YES YES YES. HARDER HARDER HARDER….McPeevie was….bemused…..shocked….and….worried. He’d dominated women all his life, and then in the space of two days, he’d found two women screaming for more…one of them even suggesting a proper relationship. He continued fucking her, getting her to look over her shoulder so he could record her shouting for more. When the juice was coming up the pipe he slapped her arse as hard as he could and ordered her down on her knees, and, with the phone still in record mode, got the evidence of a long tongue, waiting for the cream to be delivered. The look on Sylvia’s face was not one of a woman who had just been abused…far from it…she accepted McPeevies ropes of thick cum straight into her mouth, and, when watched later, he thought it was the biggest deposit he had ever produced. He looked at the pictures, and the recordings, and decided he had so much to look forward to. He wondered about this girl Joyce. Sylvia mentioned her, saying she was newly separated…..something to look at later. For now, he whipped his cock out and turned the cum shot back on. He paused the video, then when he was nearly ready, he pressed play and gazed at the look of pure lust in the eye of his new slut …Sylvia. She was looking straight at the screen when the first rope of cum hit her tonsils. Her eyes were sparkling as though she were high on the most amazing sex d**g. He shot his filth straight onto the floor as he was mesmerised by her look of base desire. He wondered if she would have that same expression,mwhen his cock was jammed in her unlubed arse hole…now that made him smile.

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