Clarissa, Masters wife, Worker’s whore pt1
Yorkshire UIK after the general strike of 1926. “You’re a cuckold sir!” the man behind said, “Begging your pardon Mr ‘Ardacre sir, but like Jimmy says, well, she been,” he said, “Ent she Jimmy”
“Upstairs now, you hear that Mr ‘Ardhaker sir, that’s your missus being poked that is sir!” he leered. Xnxx “You want the life of a whore then have one, cooking cleaning and children for your day and on your back of an evening,” I snapped. “Take me to the colliery,” I ordered. “My clothes!” she said, as apart from her under shift which was open down the front revealing her breasts and sex she was entirely and deliciously naked, “John No!” she wailed as I dragged her from the room and onto the stairs, I almost sent her reeling with a knee in the small of her back
