All Comments on 'Mrs. Martha Cane (Vanilla Lady) Ch. 02'

great as always Mary

I have only recently come across these stories and felt so aroused at the quiet gentle way they come across. It is so erotic and in simple terms so horny.

It seemed to last and last until my dam burst.

Ben (now Big Ben)

As always Mary you build suspense perfectly. Do keep going!

You definitely have a way with words. Your stories are so erotic. I love the sexiness and the innocence.

Wonderful story teasing to a point of entry, sigh. Would have loved to have heard a little more about spunk being delivered. So much naughtier when the spunk arrives.

Keep writing naughty.

Well done Mary. As good as ever, can't wait for the next installment. Just keep on keeping us old fellers on the edge. (Comfrey)

Cant wait for your next!

That unmistakable style that I love! Older men and womèn hàving sex. And with more than onè person. Brilliant. This deservès a further chapter.

I have followed Mary's work with interest. This story is another worthy adition to the collection.

It's even more exciting to imagine some of these escapades are actually happening in quiet sleepy villages nowadays!

Very very arousing, I am hard and my cockhead is nice and wet

Going to touch my self now and enjoy a slow wank

Your bio claims that your stories are fiction. Well, not quite so. Very autobiographical, if I may say so. Your richness of detail and depth emotion tell your readers that you are writing 100% from experience, Mary dearest!

For the reader: yes, I know quite well what I'm saying. Having enjoyed Mary's exquisite sexuality and her husband's timidity over the past 20+ years, I can vouch for her insatiable libido in the face of a trembling hubbie.

Keep writing, my delicious FIVE STAR cunt-whore!

Even after several readings this still excites my cock very much,as usual i just had to touch myself again

What a deliciously naughty story to begin my day, making me pulsatingly tumescent and helping me to enjoy an exquisite session of slow edging until I crested the summit of sexual pleasure in glorious ecstasy. I just love your precise English way of revealing the libidinous excesses that lurk behind the lace curtains of respectable village life.