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that’s so good to my cunny. Soooo, soooooo good.”

As always, they fucked and fucked. Henry waited as long as he could. Gertrude just bounced and bounced. When he finished, “thank you Henry, you always make my cunny feel like it’s never felt.”

“Gertie, I should be ready for more in about an hour.”

“I’m ready any time, Henry. My mouth is ready; my cunny is ready.”

While he rested, Gertrude stared at the ceiling, thinking. ‘He’ll make a good husband. That big cock will please his wife whoever she may be. There’s another way he can please her, maybe when he wakes up, I can teach him. Yes, I’ll take responsibility for teaching him.’

When he awoke, he rolled into her arms and rubbed his face in those massive breasts. If nothing else, they were soft. Gertrude giggled, “you like playing with them. Henry, I like you playing with them because it makes your cock so hard and my cunny so juicy.”

“Nothing feels better than sliding my cock into your juicy cunny,” he laughed as he rubbed his face between those breasts.

Gertrude lifted his face, and looked him in the eye, “Henry, you know I’ve had other lovers. One told me that there was nothing better than the taste of my juicy cunny.”

He looked confused.

“Henry, why don’t you just try it? It doesn’t bite,” she smiled.

The man who told her that she had a tasty cunny was the Duke of Westover, her former employer. She was twenty-three then, and almost as overweight as she was now. The Duke was in his fifties. Once, sometimes twice a week, he’d invite her to his study. He’d been fucking her for a few months.

Usually, he’d lock the door, and she’d take off her knickers, lift up her dress and the Duke would bend her over a chair. His cock wasn’t all that big, and he easily found his way in. He didn’t last all that long, but he did give her a thrill. After all he was a Duke and related to Her Highness, Queen Victoria.

On this day when he locked the door, “Gertrude, after you take off your knickers, instead of bending over that chair, why don’t you sit in it?”

“Your Grace?” It wasn’t only a question; she questioned what he had in mind.

She soon found out, and it was the most delightful afternoon. More than once the Duke mumbled, “Gertrude, you have the tastiest cunny.”

In the weeks and months that followed, the Duke insisted on tasting her cunny all the time. “Oh, your Grace, tell me again, tell me again how tasty my cunny is.”

“Gertrude, I’ve tasted too many women to count, including the Duchess and other Royals, no one has a cunny as sweet as yours.”

Now, Master Henry was between her legs, between her fat thighs. Where they met was a huge triangle of dark hair. She opened her cunny for him. “Taste it; use your tongue.”

It took Henry a few minutes to get comfortable with her taste. It took him a few minutes to realize that Gertrude wasn’t wrong. She tasted good. It took a few minutes for him to realize that Gertrude’s cunny tasted delicious. He had nothing to compare, but he couldn’t imagine anything tasting better.

He licked it and licked it. “Master Henry your tongue is so good to my cunny. Come up here and let me please your cock.”

For a moment, Henry continued to lick her sweet cunny. Then he scooted up next to Gertrude, and she went down on him. “Master Henry, oh Master Henry, your cock has never been so hard. I think you liked the taste of my cunny.”

Gertrude preferred fucking to sucking, but after what he did to her and for her, she sucked and sucked. “Hmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmm. Master Henry, my cunny is still on fire from what you did to me. Please fuck me.”

Gertrude admitted later that there was never a fuck like that night. “You’re so good to me Master Henry, you’re so good to my cunny. Keep fucking me. Keep giving me your big cock.”

She did stay the night. In the morning, “Master Henry, my cunny is ready for you again, or if you’d prefer, so is my mouth.”

“Miss Gertrude, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to taste your cunny again.”

“You liked it that much?” She had a big smile on her face.

“You did say it made my cock harder than ever.”

“Oh, it did Henry. It did and then you fucked me so good.”

After Henry licked her cunny, the fucking was indeed so, so good.

Over the next few weeks, he saw Gertrude almost every day, and almost every day, he insisted on tasting her cunny. “Gertrude, I like the way it makes my cock so hard, but best of all is your taste.”

A week after that first time, “Master Henry, your tongue is so wonderful to my cunny, but there’s a little spot just a little higher which will drive me crazy.”

The Duke of Westover knew where it was the first time he introduced her to cunnilingus, even though neither of them knew the term. The Duke’s tongue found it every time, and every time she went wild, and yes indeed the Duke got the fucking of his life.

It took a minute or two, but Henry’s tongue found it. “Right there, oh riiiiiiiight there. Just like that. Oh Henry, oh Henry, oh Henry.” Gertrude’s big ass was bucking up and down. She had those fat thighs wrapped around his head and was holding his head in her hands.

Master Henry had never experienced anything like it. Yes, he liked her taste; loved her taste, but more than that, Henry loved her reaction.

Later when he mounted her, Gertrude went crazy.

The next day, after his tongue did her, she went just as crazy with her mouth. She was every bit as talented as Lady Helen had been.

Their last night together, Gertrude insisted that he use his tongue all night. “Master Henry, if you do your bride like you did me, you’ll make her so happy, she’ll do anything for you. She’ll do your cock like my mouth does you.”

The Duchess Lydia looked stunning on her wedding day. She didn’t look quite stunning on her wedding night. Except for the age difference, she looked much like Gertrude. Flabby breasts, thick calves, fat thighs. Where those thighs met, Lydia had a huge, unruly golden triangle.

She was embarrassed to be naked in front of a man, even her husband, Her mother made it clear that it was necessary for her as a new bride. “Dear, just lay back, close your eyes and think of England.”

The Duchess got over her shyness. She learned the joy of having her cunny massaged by Henry’s tongue. She learned the joy of pleasing her husband with her mouth. Lydia had no idea that Henry’s cock was abnormal. Her mouth and her cunny easily pleased it. There was no pain even the first time. It helped that Henry’s tongue made her cunny juicy. Two years later, having learned the joy of having her cunny filled by his massive cock, a baby boy, Arthur, was born. Given her age, everyone was surprised, including the mother-to-be.

Lydia was willing and always available to her husband, but Henry needed more, and through the household help on the Law Estate, countless women knew what he had in his trousers and wanted to give it a try. Would it surprise you to find that a number of those women became pregnant? Against all odds, those women delivered baby boys.

Many of those boys bore an uncanny resemblance to their father and not just facially.

TO BE CONTINUED

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