“You planned this?” Mr Pattimore interjected, “By heaven sir I’ll have you black balled from every club in London for this!” and he grabbed father by the throat. Xxnx “Of course there is you idiot I just fucked you!” I snapped. “I say,” a gruff voice enquired, “Who has been fucking whom?”
“Tis I father, fucking Lucinda’s whore.” I announced. I for my part wished to explore her breasts and I marvelled at the way her teats rose when I kissed them and the softness of her skin. A dominating self opinionated monster who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her female classmates to such excess that even the Cheltenham girs school was forced to expell her. Pat seemed somewhat devoid of enthusiasm. I knocked on their bedroom door. Lucinda was on the bed, half naked her breasts hanging free and her skirts up while to my utter astonishment
