[GirlsOnlyPorn] Tory Sweety, Zazie Skymm (Ambrosia) free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

Tory Sweety and Zazie Skymm are sharing a picnic. The girls share more than just food and drinks. They also share a passion for one another that can only be indulged by making love right here in the great outdoors. Zazie leans in to unveil Tory’s tits, proving that Tori isn’t wearing a bra. That just leads to a delectable titty feast. Zazie keeps it up until it’s too much for the girls to keep their clothes on and their legs closed. They relocate to an outdoor bed where they can get one another off in comfort. Now that they can get their pussy party truly started, Zazie eases onto her back thanks to Tory’s gentle guidance. She spreads her legs and watches down the line of her body as Tory goes to work. Licking with a stiff tongue, Tory gets Zazie squealing in delight as she fondles her girlfriend’s clit with expert motions. In delectable retribution for the sweet torture, Zazie helps Tory onto her hands and knees. Coming in behind her girlfriend, Zazie squeezes and kneads Tory’s ass with one hand while her tongue gets busy. She begins with a pussy feast, but then moves on to a pussy fingering that has Tory rocking back to meet every stroke. Kissing their mutual essences off each other’s tongues, the girls come together once again with Tory holding Zazie in her arms. Her hands can easily get busy in that position making Zazie mewl in delight. When they switch spots, Zazie fingers Tory’s clit to make moisture bloom in her girlfriend’s snatch. Once Tory is primed, Zazie grabs a vibrator and presses it to her lover’s clit. That gets Tory shaking, much to Zazie’s delight. The girls switch back so that Zazie is once again cradled in Tory’s arms, leaving Tory free to give as good as she just got with the vibrator. Finally sated, the girls seal their lovemaking with a deep kiss that promises so much more to come in the future.

0
0

21.02.2023
15
0

Same as [GirlsOnlyPorn] Tory Sweety, Zazie Skymm (Ambrosia) Videos

The Adventures of Jenny and Tory Chap 5

“Jenny hun, I had an inkling you and your sexy friends must be famished! I saw how clean the hot tub area was, make sure your thank your pals for me…personally. I’ve been meaning to have that done and now I don’t have to! I’m off to Fleet Week for a few days, so you’re in charge. I know the Inn is in capable hands. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!! LOL, Tony.” Jenny smiled, Tony was European and had not quite gotten the hang of American slang and colloquialisms. He was however an amazing...

The Adventures of Jenny and Tory Chap 4

Tory pulled Jenny aside and whispered in her ear: “Dirty…sissy…fuck puppet”. Jenny’s knees buckled when she heard those words. Tory’s filthy mouth was one of the things that Jenny was attracted to when the two of them had first started chatting online. Jenny has lost count of how many times she had creamed herself hands free from their intense cyber sessions. “Filthy…faggot…cum whore”, Tory continued whispering all the while licking globs of sticky cum from Jenny’s ear, hair and cheek. They...

The Adventures of Jenny and Tory Chap 3

As Joelen introduced the two girls Jenny felt a wet tingle in her panties. The brunette Lizzie, was a complete smoke show, short and stacked with huge jiggling tits, curves to die for and a small cute tight banging ass. The dark haired girl, Benita was a bit taller with even bigger breasts and an ass that Jenny just about creamed herself over. Without a word, Lizzie dragged her hose to the hot tub which began slowly draining the water out of the hot tub. Jenny’s eyes widened yet Joelen assured...

Tory and I

I never considered myself to be a lesbian and I don’t think I would now… I . Just as much as I love pussy, so I’ll settle for bi. Tory had a perfect body to me. She was taller than me at about 5’8” to my 5’1” frame with curves in all the right places. She didn’t have big breasts but it was the perkiness of her a-cup tits that always attracted me to them. Her ass was lovely; when she walked it gave a little jiggle to make its presence know. Her face was heavenly with slit eyes and the sexiest...

Lesbian

Tory DaughterChapter 38

"Did you hear the news?" Mr. Maguire asked when Anne brought in her copies of legal documents the next Saturday. "Not likely," she said with a smile. "I've only, let's say communed; yes, that's a fine word, communed with my tobacco plants and a few crows this week. I'm getting calluses. The crows seem amused." She held up her hands. "They are weak on conversation although they do talk to each other constantly." "It's about Alexander Martin. I understand you met him." He...

Tory DaughterChapter 26

The next morning the first thing Billy Fields said to her after he took the saddle off her horse was, "Think we ought t'get married, you an' me, pretty quick like, maybe this mornin'." Anne took a step back and caught her breath. "Whoa, wait! I thought, I mean, didn't you say when you got out of the army you'd ask me?" "Uh huh," he said with a smile, "but then there was no lathy green-bagger mooning about, and we both were a lot younger, an' I was a lot dumber." He grinned at...

Queens Ambrosia

The Queen's Ambrosia By Lynn LeFey 1. The last day among them I sit and I listen. I hear the hum of bees, the rustling of leaves, and the wind in the trees. I hear the screams of men and orcs, caught in a struggle of life and death. They fight for scraps of metal. Shiny, soft metal. Nothing more. I am a human myself, and part of me wants to come to the aid of my fellow man. I silence that part of me. It is not that I wish the orcs to win. Nor do I wish the humans to win. The...

Sweety fucked my friends

Hi, this is vikram again, thanx for all of your comments given on my last story, now i am giving you a recently held mass fucking of my lovely and sexy wife sweety. She is a real slut. For those who are new let me tell you her figure again. She is a real fucking bitch with 34 – 30 – 38 size. Long black hairs and white complexion. This story happens when some of my friends came to delhi for trip and stayed at hotel. On the same day i had invited them to my house for dinner. I did not told...

My Cousin Sweety Experience

Hi indian sex stories dot net readers.I am manasa,thanks for ur support and comments,any comments are send to me,my mail I’d is time I’ll come with my friend(cousin) story.My cousin ki nenu iss ki rasina stories chupinchanu feedback kosam,appudu tanu nato comments to patu tana personal sex life kuda share chesukundi.Ippudu nenu tana permission to tana sex life nu some parts ga(naku own chesukuni)miku cheptanu. Ika storieloki veldam.My cousin valla college lone beautiful girl,and tana...

Sweety Bhabhi Ne Mere Samne Jeans Utari

Hello friends mera naam bunty(badla hua) hai , age 26 , height 5,8 I’m good looking or mein ek achhi rich family se hoo …frends mein bahut time se fsi blog ka reader hoo or mujhe fsi blog bahut pasand hai to maine deside kiya ki mein bhi apni life ka real incident jo mere saath hua hai aap sabse share karoo or aapkie comments suno ki aapko mere saath jo hua hai wo kaisa laga ye mera mail id hai please aapke jo bhi comment hai wo mujhe kare …… Friends ye story shuru hoti hai 4 month pehle ,mera...

My Cousin Sweety Experience Part3

Hi iss readers.Iam manasa,thanks for ur support and comments,any comments are send to me,my mail I’d is time I’ll come with my friend(cousin) story part-3.My cousin name sweety(name changed),and her sizes 34-28-34.Ika storyloki veldam. My(sweety) lifelo,sex satisfaction miss ayyesariki malli fingering midane depends ai,daily once vankayato fingering chesukovadam baga alavatu aipoindi,hotel and restaurant business superga run avutundesariki daily once accounts check chesukovadaniki visit...

Rimpy Ke Baad Ab Sweety Bhabhi

Hi friends my name is Preet and u read my old story rimpy ki chudai.Hello sexy bhabhis and auntys and girls..M back with my new sex story of my neighbour bhabhi sweety bhabhi …Kiddah dasa tuhanu meri sweety bhabhi baare 5’7usdi height 34 size de breast(mome)32 usdi kamar nirri agg si oh eh story hai ajj toh thik ek mahine pehle di mein routine di tarah apne ghar aya m a buisnes mann and mein dekhya samne sweety bhabhi aa rahi hai ohna meinu dekhya and kehnde hello mein kiya hello oh kehnde...

Amity 5 CataclysmChapter 16 Tory

My son Mikal was born on a Planet called Torus. His has been an unusual childhood by my understanding of Earth standards. To start with, he’d not had parents as you may know of them. He had been one of my experiments. My name is Tory, and I’m amazed that Mikal has turned out so well. To date, all of mine and my mother, Torus-16’s, other experiments using human and Keltrian DNA have been abject failures. I am a Controller. My kind was created to look after Keltrian spacecraft and run their...

Tory DaughterChapter 27

Billy was right. Philip Wells was in love with Anne Conroy, with the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, the most pleasant person he had ever met, the most arousing woman he could imagine. He had not realized that fact, hadn't even thought about it much, but after he and Billy Fields sat in the smoky tavern drinking ale and sharing a platter of fried oysters, crab crisps and blood sausage, he knew he loved the bright and lovely young woman just as the one-armed soldier did. She was all...

Tory DaughterChapter 32

A week later Anne awoke to the smell of smoke. She slid from her high bed, hurried to a window and saw an orange glow. She trotted down the hall to the back bedroom and could clearly see that her sheds were on fire. She hurried down the stairs, grabbed her long shawl, got her feet into her start-up boots and ran outside and right to her horses. She led them, one by one, to the well and tied their halters there and then saw that Philippa and Miranda were on the back porch along with the big...

Tory DaughterChapter 39

Someone banging the big, brass knocker on the front door awakened her from a deep sleep. She rolled out of bed, hurried to the window and saw three men standing almost elbow-to-elbow in the scrubby weeds of her dooryard. The morning was foggy, the sun barely above the horizon, and she could not tell who they were, just two men in white shirts and one in a dark jacket that might have been red. She saw that all three had long guns that they were just then priming them. She heard Moses unlatch...

My Cousin Sweety Experience Part 8211 2

Hi iss readers.Iam manasa,thanks for ur support and comments,any comments are send to me,my mail I’d is time I’ll come with my friend(cousin) story part-2.My cousin ki nenu iss ki rasina stories chupinchanu feedback kosam,appudu tanu nato comments to patu tana personal sex life kuda share chesukundi.Ippudu nenu tana permission to tana sex life nu some parts ga,miku cheptunnanu.My cousin valla college lone beautiful girl,and tana measurements 34,28,34. Tanu telugu girl aina,undedi mumbai...

Sexperience with sweety

Hi dear readers, here your madan, after a little gap….i want to share with you my recent sexperience with a mail- friend, which you can enjoy an send your feelings and views…..ok?………on that day i was usually checking my mails and i found a mail from a girl sweety, that she read one of my story and she was impressed. I sent reply as usual with thanx and asking her how she felt. Sweety has replied that while she read she was so hot that her panty was wet and sweet enjoyment she had. ….later in...

Sweety Aunty Ki Lambi Chudai

Hi doston, Mein aryan umar 20 saal college mein padta hu.. Ab tak 2 baar alag logo ke saath sex kar chuka hu ab ye meri tisri aur sabse favourite chudai ki kahani hai.. Mein ek high class building me apni family ke saath shift hua hun.. Hum a wing ke 8th floor pe rhete hai.. Building abhi nayi hai aur jyada koi rhene aya nahi hai yaha.. Humare buling ke sirf 5 falt mein families rhete hai baki flat’s investors ke hai.. Humare neeche wale floor par ek family rheti hai.. Gupta family wo 3...

Sweety fucked hard in Bhubaneswar

I did not know the benefits of social websites until one day when i met this girl let us call her sweety on a social network site called “orkut”. She had mentioned that she is broadminded and that she has a flair for going out on dates. I thought let me see and i started exchanging scraps with her. It took some five days to be in sync with her and then one day i asked her for a date and she immediately agreed. Then one of my friends said that may be it is a boy in a pseudo name of a girl and so...

Incest

Sweety Had Sex With Her Bhava

Cousin Fuck Hi readers , this is my first story in Indian Sex Stories. My pet name is crazy, 24yrs old, i am 5’4″ in ht, my girlfriend or cousin name is Sweety(pet name)19yrs old, she is little shorter than me. Her body status is 30-28-32, round shaped boobs (.)(.) i am working as a engineer, my cousin is doing her degree in Bangalore. Lets come to the story. If any grammar mistake in my story pls forgive me. My native is a village near Mysore, i and my cousin staying in same village. We grown...

SweEt fuCk to Sweety

I am going to tell you a real story which happens between me and my friend ?SWEETY?. I am working as a Manager at Mumbai. Now about me, I am a well mannered, handsome guy of good looking character. In my company there are lots of young talented girls are working. Among them the most ?Beautiful One? Is ?SWEETY?. She is 5.5? Tall, long black hair which falls below her buttock, small eyes, red lips, long nose, good neck, etc??.. She likes to wear sarees rather than any other modern dress. She tugs...

My Long Haired Wife Sweety

This is the story of my wife sweetie, let me describe her. She has very fair features with thick long, straight silky black hair going up to her ass. She has medium size breasts with pink nipples. In short she is pretty attractive and awesome in bed. We are a normal couple with a good sex life, I am a great porn lover but sweetie took little to no interest in porn. This story revolves around my friend Sanjeev and his extra marial relationship with my wife. Sanjeev was elder to me by five years;...

Tory DaughterChapter 24

Anne was dressed to work in the overgrown kitchen garden when Moses announced that she had some visitors he had put in the front parlor. With her huge mop of red hair tied back and wearing muddy boots, her father's old trousers and an over-sized shirt that hung almost to her knees, her rope belt in her hand and, as she often was these days, corset free, Anne found three serious-looking, be-wigged men standing in the room, all three in rusty black coats of an old-fashioned cut and knee...

I Fuck My Sweety In Bus ndash Wonderful Experien

I Fuck My Sweety In Bus – Wonderful ExperienceHi all I am Hari.This incident happen last one year back. I am working as Software Engineer in an MNC. Sweety is also working in the same company. We both are good friends. We also used to roam together. She doesn’t know Tamil but some what she can understand. She has a boy friend who was studied with her. Now days she started fighting with her boy friend & became more close to me. She used to come for movies with me. I forgot to describe about...

Abhi Sex With Colleague Sweety

Hi friends, Am a great fan of Indian sex stories and reads lots of articles. Hence, I have also decided to share my sexual experience with my colleague. Before the story, I apologize for the spell and grammatical errors. Here Abhi age 29 (name changed), from south India, I work for it company in Singapore. Heroin of this story is my colleague her name sweety (name changed ), 30-36-34, cute, married and homely gal. This incident happened three weeks before, let me begin the story, a few months...

Oh My Sweety 8211 Part 1

Hello folks, Welcome all to my first post. Hope you can understand my excitement in writing this first story. Let me start this first by describing myself. My name is vishwak. I am 5’11” and weigh about 75 kgs with a normal built and wheatish color. I am basically from tirupathi in andhra pradesh. This story happened when I was working in a hospital in hyderabad.. Forgot to mention that I am a junior doctor then and this incident took place with another colleague whom I loved to call sweety....

I Fuck My Sweety In Bus 8211 Wonderful Experience

Hi all I am Hari new to ISS. This is my first story I’m posting here. This story is all about how I fucked my Sweety (named changed). I am from Chennai & working in MNC. I completed my B.E. Kindly send your feedback to Girls & aunty who are interest please drop a mail. Let me start This incident happen last one year back. I am working as Software Engineer in an MNC. Sweety is also working in the same company. We both are good friends. We also used to roam together. She doesn’t know Tamil but...

Fucking 2 sweety

Hi! Everybody, I m Bad a totally new entrant to this story section and in introduction I would only define me as an Call center professional at Mumbai with a Height of 6 ft & 23 years young, fair complexion and a regular normal body. This is an original story of my fantasy coming true and how was the experience. This is about the girl who lived opposite to our flat in the same society and her name is Sweety who is again a very fair, very good looking, tall with a great body of 32-28-34 a 3rd...

Rune Fucktory 4

You open your eyes and let out a long, drawn out yawn as a tiny sliver of sunlight filters through your window onto your face. You grumble in disaproval and shift onto your side, pulling the cover over your head in an attempt to hide from the morning sun. "Goood mooorniiing..." you hear the familiar greeting of your narcoleptic butler calling from above you. So much for sleeping in. Reluctantly, you throw the covers off of you as you start to rub the sleep from your eyes. It takes you a minute...

Tory DaughterChapter 2

On New Year's Day 1777, Edward Conroy, one-time member of Maryland's upper house and of the Governor's Council; his second wife, the widow Margaret M'Kenna of Prince George's County, and Anne Amelia Conroy, a long-legged young woman with a head of bright red curls that had only been trimmed once or twice since she reached puberty, ate alone an hour after midday in the ornate dining room of their Buckman-designed town house on State Street in brick-clad Annapolis. Their antique butler,...

Tory DaughterChapter 3

Anne opened her pearl-handled penknife and sharpened her favorite quill, a look of concentration on her lightly freckled face. She looked sad but determined. A tattered rider had delivered a folded and wax-sealed letter from Billy Fields, and the girl had snatched it from Moses, read it three times and even dropped a tear on the smudged paper before she put it aside. Billy was sick, feared he might be dying and had pledged her his love, foreswearing all others. Anne almost laughed at that,...

Tory DaughterChapter 4

"Anne Amelia," said her stepmother the next morning, "there is a proper young gentleman coming to visit us, actually coming to see you this afternoon. He's from down near my farm. I want you to put on a good dress, brush your hair, keep your chin up and be polite to him. No smart arse, understand? Oh, and ear bobs, if you please, the gold ones." Anne sighed, chewing her dry toast. "Who is he?" "Thomas Vanmeter. I think you've met. He certainly thinks highly of you. He and his...

Tory DaughterChapter 5

After her father's stern lecture, Anne spent the rest of the week in her room except for brief visits to the brick necessary in the backyard. She subsisted on dry toast and smuggled strawberry preserves and managed to write Billy Fields three letters, each filled with news and gossip as well as with rather vague suggestions of her affection if not admiration for his politics and companions. She even told him about Mr. Vanmeter's visit and bragged of her fortitude. She did not tell him she...

Tory DaughterChapter 6

It was about a week later when Moses, staid and slow as ever, answered a knock at the front door and reluctantly showed in the large visitor and asked him to wait in the hall. Moses silently categorized him as a mechanic and wondered why he had not used the back door. Mrs. Conroy came from the parlor, recalled the young man from a previous visit and welcomed Matthew with a harried look and invited him into the sitting room where her husband read by a front window. She knew his appearance at...

Tory DaughterChapter 7

Anne sat cross-legged on her bed, wondering why Billy Fields had not written her any more letters after that fine first one she had enjoyed months ago and read a dozen times. She was not aware that her stepmother had read and burned a dozen short letters that managed to make it all the way down to Annapolis, generally by way of military or political messengers, young Whigs doing a fellow soldier a favor. In every one, Billy had said he loved her and missed her. She nibbled on the corner of...

Tory DaughterChapter 8

In August of 1777 Anne Amelia Conroy celebrated her eighteenth birthday at the old plantation known as Pirate's Luck, a rambling manse on the Eastern Shore with acres of worn-out tobacco land, overgrown pastures, a rickety pier, crooked tobacco barn and rude slave quarters. Her father, with tears in his eyes, gave her a strand of matched freshwater pearls that had been her mother's. They dined on Bay oysters, roasted duck and home-cured ham. The junior Dulanys crossed the Bay, sailing...

Tory DaughterChapter 9

Miss Anne, oh Miss Anne, dere's a man downstairs wants t'see you. Can't call him a genta'man, way he's dressed. I'se seen him somewhere's." Philippa watched the young redhead pull herself together, look in the mirror, push at her impossible hair, wiggle in her linen dress, spread the bodice wider with her thumbs, yank up her stiff corset, smile at herself and head for the steps, all in about ten seconds. The maid servant fled before her, well aware of who was visiting. Standing in...

Tory DaughterChapter 10

The meal was almost over when Anne spoke for the first time. "Billy Fields was here today, Father. He lost an arm in a fight up near Philadelphia, on the Brandywine, his left arm." She licked her lips, thinking how to proceed, smiling inwardly. "Poor boy. That's a shame. His father died a while back didn't he?" Anne nodded and put down her fork, folded her napkin and placed it on the tablecloth, gathering her nerve. "He's still in the army, Washington's army." "Your age isn't...

Tory DaughterChapter 11

Billy Fields sat as still as he could on the high stool in the Conroy kitchen, his boot heels hooked into the rungs, his hands gripping the sides and his eyes on the smiling redhead whose corkscrew curls were completely out of control this humid day. The cook was shaving him and explaining to Anne how to do it. She was using one of Anne's father's English razors that had been borrowed with permission, and she showed the girl the angle on which to hold it and urged her to be gentle but firm...

Tory DaughterChapter 12

About a month later, after a leisurely exchange of correspondence through shipping interests on the icy Bay, Anne and a pair of strap-bound valises rode two stages northward over half-frozen roads since the Chesapeake was ice-covered almost to Baltimore Town, spent an sleepless night in a decrepit inn listening to men carouse and sing, took a wind-blown ferry across the wide river and then another uncomfortable stagecoach, arrived in Philadelphia about mid-day, and with the help of a hired...

Tory DaughterChapter 13

When the big maroon carriage drawn by four matched grays reached the stately home where Anne was the guest of her elderly aunt, the uniformed footman adroitly descended and helped the redheaded girl step up into the richly upholstered interior where three young maidens and their wide skirts already occupied most of the space. "Rebecca," said the dark-haired girl who had a circle of puffy fox furs about her slim shoulders as Anne squeezed in beside her. "Anne Conroy, please excuse me,"...

Tory DaughterChapter 14

In the morning Anne came down to breakfast in her nightgown and robe, enjoying the feel of being corsetless, remembering the minor sensation she had caused at Benjamin Franklin's home, the stares, the jests, the gaping at her bobbling breasts. The three girls she rode home with refused to speak to her, hardly even glanced her way. She knew there would be talk, salacious talk. But she also knew she had not been the only girl being talked about in the city. She saw two of the younger females...

Tory DaughterChapter 15

In February, during a welcome thaw in what had been a very hard, snowy winter, Anne's Aunt Amelia slipped on a curbstone as she got out of her carriage in front of Christ Church and landed heavily on the brick sidewalk, breaking her wrist, bruising a knee and perhaps cracking her pelvis. She was bedridden for almost a month, and Anne did her best to comfort her by reading newspapers and novels aloud and telling her stories gathered from the many parties she attended that winter. She received...

Tory DaughterChapter 16

Anne and her Aunt Amelia, who was now getting around pretty well with a cane, were just about to dine when Ensign Hart was announced and came into the parlor, filled with apologies, feathered hat under his arm, boots gleaming. "Pardon ladies, puh, puh, please," he said with his usual stammer, "but I've been sent to ask, sent by the captain, yes, to ask if either of you know someone called, called..." he produced a slip of paper from his wide cuff, "called William Field, no, Fields. Yes,...

Tory DaughterChapter 17

"Mr. Weaver is in the kitchen, worried about you; asked me to give you this." Anne handed Billy the folded paper. It was still early, the sun barely up. She stood watching, worrying. "Hm," said the young man. He had used the chamber pot twice during the night and each time, by candlelight, could see that he had produced some blood as well as rather brackish urine. His back was crawling with pain. "He wants a list a'my contacts. Says he'll warn m'friends." He sniffed and looked at...

Tory DaughterChapter 18

Anne said, "Come," when there was a tap at her bedroom door. Aunt Amelia's cook stood in the doorway, looking unhappy, wringing her apron. "Dere's a man down in the kitchen. Was on d'back porch when I ah lit d'stove fire. Wants to see Mr. Fields, he says." "What kind of man, a soldier?" Anne asked as her toes found her slippers. "Is he British?" "Just a man, great big man. He ain't old." "Be right down," Anne said, shrugging into her quilted robe. She hurried along the...

Tory DaughterChapter 19

Wearing a threadbare coat that had belonged to Amelia Robertson's late husband and with an apple and some coins in one pocket and a thick beef sandwich in the other, Billy Fields walked north two weeks after he was arrested and beaten, his hand well healed and his blackened eye back to normal, almost. He took a circuitous route with many pauses and was reasonably sure he was not being followed. The old lady wept as she watched him leave, and Anne stayed in her room, having refused him a...

Tory DaughterChapter 20

In mid-October Anne's stepmother returned from her farm bringing several hams and a brace of gamebirds along with a house guest, a mature gentleman named Pierce Joseph Amboy who styled himself "esquire" and was, in fact, a part-time lawyer as were many of the land-rich planters. At their first meal together, Mrs. Conroy raised the topic of marriage. "You are nineteen now, are you not, Anne?" she asked sweetly. "I'm sorry I missed your birthday this summer, but my place very much needed...

Tory DaughterChapter 21

The sun was barely a smear on the wide Bay when Anne's stepmother entered her bedroom and shook the sleeping girl's shoulder. "Wake, Anne. Wake up, girl," she said loudly. Anne rolled over and opened her eyes, saw the stricken look on the woman's face, sat up and asked, "What's wrong?" "Your father is dead, my girl. He died in his sleep. His body is already hard and cold." Anne choked back a cry, inhaled deeply and put her feet on the floor. "Are you sure?" She felt as if there...

Tory DaughterChapter 22

Philip Wells was diligently reading the law with an attorney in Queenstown who had an office near the rude courthouse. He agreed to help Anne dispose of her property and to make a record of expenses and profits. Philip had attended the free school run by the locally-infamous Mr. Potter and then King William's School in Annapolis for a year, until the summer of 1776. He was a member in good standing of a local militia company and fully expected to be called to serve with Washington's troops...

Tory DaughterChapter 23

During the next week Anne made an inventory of what was in her smoke house, pantry and root cellar, which proved to be very little, and gathered a lot of eggs with the help of Miranda and got to know her two nameless nanny goats who supplied the house with milk. She had been warned that they would have to be penned once her kitchen garden was sprouting. Then she made a list of the repairs the old house and its row of outbuildings needed, especially the privy, decided to have one crooked wing...

Tory DaughterChapter 25

Billy Fields arrived in Annapolis in early January 1779 and was surprised to find the big Conroy house on State Street now occupied by another family, a dealer in slaves and rum who was said to have many contacts in Charleston, Savannah and the West Indies as well as a inky black concubine and a number of mulatto children. He was not being received in Annapolis society. Billy briefly visited James and Priscilla Dulany at their stylish home and discovered that Anne was now living on the Shore...

Tory DaughterChapter 28

"Dere's a man here t'see you, in d'front parlor, Miss Anne." Moses bowed, happy to be doing what he did so well. Anne, wearing an old pinafore over one of the new, everyday dresses produced by a talented seamstress right in Queenstown, slid open the doors, and the big man stood and faced her, smiling, a gold-trimmed, black metal box in his hands. "Miss Conroy, I assume." She nodded and almost flexed her knee. "Yes, Anne Conroy, sir." She cocked an eyebrow and waited, looking at his...

Tory DaughterChapter 29

Anne sat on the blue-painted kitchen stool that Bess had somehow salvaged from Annapolis, an old linen sheet wrapped around her, hands clasped in her lap, positive she had made the right decision, and Bess stood before her with her heavy shears in her hand and a scowl on her face. "You sure 'bout this, girl?" she asked sternly. "Don' seem right." The gray cat licked itself on the windowsill, watching surreptitiously but looking disinterested. Anne nodded. "Cut it off. Take at least...

Tory DaughterChapter 30

The meeting with the two of the men who had invested in turning the April May and what many called "Pretty June" into privateers went well, and both Anne and Philip were pleased with the decision to let the young woman keep the log and all of the hard money and currency and give her a note for a seven hundred pounds with no interest, due six months after the treaty of peace. It was, they agreed, as fifty-fifty as they could make it. Both sides were well aware that the rented ships were a...

Tory DaughterChapter 31

"They's back," Moses said. "Them ole men tha' was here, in d'parlor, Miss Anne." Anne took a deep breath, raked back her loose hair with her fingers, retied her wide ribbon, and slid open the door. The men stood, looking very unhappy, hats in their hands, all three in dark serge kneepants and dark hose. She closed the door and waited, trying to keep calm, hands clasped behind her. "We heard," said the oldest as the other two resumed their chairs, "that you have come into some...

Tory DaughterChapter 33

"Dere's a boy here, at d'front door, Miz," Moses announced while Anne was at breakfast. She picked up her stubby pistol, primed the pan, snapped it closed, took a deep breath, drew the flint all the way back and went to the door, feeling her gorge rise, finger on the trigger. The lean boy doffed his hat and made a small bow. "Caleb Dulany, ma'am. I'm looking for my uncle, thought you might've seen him. Macalister Sinclair's his name. He's in uniform I think." "Come in," she...

Porn Trends