Seconds later I discharged a copious emission of frothy jism inside her and Cassie yelled out: 'Yes! Oh yes! Well done, Henry, you've made me come, you dear boy!' The luscious girl stayed in this position, her body writhing from side to side as she flashed a voluptuous smile at me. 'Oooh, how wonderful, I can feel your cock is still nice and stiff,' exclaimed Cassie happily. And with my rigid rod still ensheathed in her flooded cunt, she started to pump upon my shaft. Then I grabbed hold of her soft, beautifully-rounded bum cheeks and pulled her slowly up and down, treating my cock to long, deep strokes as I raised the tempo from lento to andante. Cassie eagerly took up the rhythm and pistoned her tight little backside furiously up and down until she was again on the verge of a spend. She yelled: 'Oh Henry, give me all you've got! Shoot your spunk up my snatch, you randy rogue! A-a-a-h, what a wonderful cock you have, I'm spending again! Go on now, finish off by shooting off again inside me!' I gritted my teeth and jerked my hips up and down until with a cry I also spent a second time, hurling wedges of creamy spunk inside Cassie's flooded love funnel. Our bodies heaved and bucked together until she rolled off me and we lay still, panting with exhaustion after this splendid session of passionate coupling. My shaft was now lolling limply over my thigh, milked dry by the exquisite suction of Cassie's cunney. But this salacious young filly spread herself out on her back with her legs wide apart and whispered to me that her sopping pussey was still tingling and would adore some further attention. Although I was feeling tired, I could hardly leave my nubile young lover in limbo, so I heaved myself up and knelt between her thighs. Taking a deep breath, I slid my hands underneath her bottom and dived down to press my face against her love lips, probing Cassie's sopping pussey with the tip of my tongue. She moaned with erotic ecstasy as I sucked her cunney with gusto, licking and lapping at her tender, erect clitty. My face was coated by the flow of the tangy mix of Cassie's cuntal juices and my own spunky emission which was now cascading out of her pussey as she opened her long slender legs as wide as possible to make her pungent pussey more accessible. I paused for a moment to savour her musky cuntal aroma-before nibbling lightly on her pouting pussey lips which caused her to purr with pleasure like a kitten. Oh, how I enjoyed licking out this delicious girl, forcing my tongue deep into her moist love channel, sliding it up and down her dripping crack. She yelped with ecstasy and clamped her thighs around my head when I found her twitching love button, twisting and turning so strongly that I had some difficulty in keeping my mouth glued to her cunney. Somehow I managed to keep my lips firmly over her cunt as she rubbed herself off to a shuddering climax against my mouth. When we had recovered, I kissed Cassie on the cheek and said that I needed to bathe and change before dinner. 'By all means,' she nodded and added: 'You don't have to get dressed again, Henry. You can go straight into your bedroom through the door on the right hand side of my wardrobe.' 'That's very useful,' I commented as I gathered up my clothes. She gave me an impudent wink as she replied: 'Yes, and even more so after we have dined. I deliberately instructed Polgrave to put your things in this room? I won't deny that it was in my mind that you might be able to take my mind off this awful business with the Toddington twins. You see-' I held up my hand and said gently: 'There's no need for any explanations, Cassie, I am fully aware of the situation. I hope you are not offended but Charles took the liberty of showing me your letter before we left Oxford.' 'Oh no, I'm pleased he informed you of the difficulties facing my dear friend Fanny Braithwaite and myself,' sighed Cassie. 'Perhaps you and Charlie will be able to put your heads together and come up with a solution to our problem.'
I sat down on the bed and declared: 'My God, Cassie, nothing would give us greater pleasure. But we've no experience in financial matters, so I'm not sure what more we can do except give you our moral support. 'But your cousin Charlie is a clever chap,' I went on and proceeded to tell her of the way he cooled tempers of the hot-headed Boer War factions back at 'Varsity. 'So we'll put our heads together and see if we can come up with an idea or two to help you and Fanny resist the pressure to marry these two chaps just for their money.' 'Try your hardest, Henry, we're pinning our hopes on you,' she called out as I blew her a kiss and went through the inter-connecting door straight into my bedroom. I lingered in my warm bath, racking my brains to try and come up with a clever plan to help these two damsels in distress. My father is fond of telling me that the best ideas are the result of one per cent inspiration and ninety nine per cent perspiration, but nothing came to mind by the time I went downstairs for dinner, and I have to confess that I was engrossed in trying to pen down my own concerns with Cassie.
Cassie and her mother were already in the drawing-room when I got down to dinner and Elena greeted me with a warm smile and a glass of champagne. This time I was certain that the tips of her fingers deliberately smoothed themselves around my wrist as she pressed the glass into my hand. However, before either of us could exchange more than a cordial 'good evening', I heard the rustle of skirts behind me and turned round to see Fanny Braithwaite standing at the door.
'Henry, you've yet to meet my dearest friend Fanny Braithwaite,' cried Cassie and she introduced me to an exquisitely pretty girl with golden-blonde hair, large blue eyes and a fine, full figure. 'How do you do, Mr. Dashwood?' she said softly in a sweet feminine voice and as we shook hands. The words of the poet John Gay came instantly came to my mind: 'How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear charmer away?'
I must readily agree that these unworthy thoughts were of sheer greed, for I was already well set up for the weekend with the lovely Cassandra (and perhaps her Mama as well). So although my prick thickened when my eyes roved over Fanny's luscious bosoms which were spilling over the top of her low cut green gown, I was in a sense relieved when Charles now made his appearance and kissed Fanny lightly on the cheek. 'What a pleasure to see you again, Fanny,' he exclaimed and from the genuine look of delight on her face, it was obvious that these two were already, shall we say, very well acquainted! And I had thought Charles to be an innocent these matters!' Charles and I entertained the ladies with some amusing anecdotes about our first week at Brasenose College and then Polgrave came in to announce that dinner was served and Elena led us into the dining room. Although the Morley family might be experiencing some financial problems, this has not prevented Elena from instructing her excellent cook, to prepare a feast for us. We dined on caviare, asparagus soup, fillets of sole in white wine, roast lamb served with several vegetables and roast potatoes followed by several varieties of fresh fruits, all washed down with vintage wines. Charles and I stood up when the three ladies retired and Polgrave brought in a decanter of port from which Charles filled our glasses. 'Enjoying yourself, Henry?' he asked with a beaming smile upon his slightly flushed face, for Charles had been imbibing at a greater rate than myself. 'Aren't the girls absolute smashers?' 'Without a doubt, old boy,' I replied and rather daringly went on: 'And I hope you will not take offence if I say that your Aunt Elena is also a damned attractive woman.' 'I couldn't agree more,' Charles grunted as he sipped his port. 'Do you remember that I told you she was rumoured to have been fucked by His Majesty the King when he visited Morley Hall eighteen months ago? Well, I gave Polgrave half a crown whilst you were upstairs with Cassie and he swore to me that he heard a noise coming from Edward's bedroom in the early hours and he peeped through the keyhole and saw Aunt Elena lying naked on the bed sucking the royal shaft.' 'Oh my word,' I murmured, feeling upset that I had unwittingly steered the conversation upon delicate ground. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to rake up any embarrassing family scandals.'