On a bright sunny morning in Huntingdonshire . “This is Jayne my eldest,” Mrs Bennet declared. Porn “Ah plain Jayne, how appropriate,” Mr D’arcy greeted her. So they conjoined delightedly for very different reasons. Who would have the better of the deal. His member swelled again and before they knew it she was once again firmly screwed to the bed by his pulsing cock. “Father!” Miss Eliza declared, “Please some decorum.”
“Me, it’s he who has the horn, Eliza,” Mr Bennet retorted “Why given half a wink he would be on you like a flash.”
“Oh really Mr Bennet,” Mrs Bennet declaimed, “Would you stand by and let just any Gentleman sample your daughter.”
“No, not just any Gentleman, t’would depend on his income principally,” Mr Bennet admitted
“Actually,” Mrs Bennet observed, “Now you mention it his trouser bulge looks most promising.”
“Do you propose to seduce me Mr D’arcy?” Eliza enquired.
