The Nine Inch Solution, Jenna throws herself at Holmes. Part four

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We first found are little queer bait sissy bitch here:

https://.com/s/the-nine-inch-solution-submission

At the age of eighteen she’d already been blacked and craved big dicks, but would settle for any dick in her loose cunt.

Then we found our slut captured by an Afghan tribe and was a harem girl:

https://.com/s/nine-inches-for-jenna-in-a-harem

To her surprise eunuchs while without testicles could get hard and they fucked her silly. She taught the number son of the chief how to fuck, despite him having a tiny little dick and well the number one harem girl loved having Jenna’s tongue down in her hoohah and she had Jenna tattooed all around her cunt.

Lastly Jenna suffering with the wound to her buttocks steals the Captain’s heart as they travelled from Bombay to London and the Captain and Jenna fell in love:

https://.com/s/jenna-services-the-captain

The suit was woolen, dark grey with a waist coat, bow tie and a bowler, ankle high brogans. My pants so tight across my bottom and it was so dreary, drizzly and cold.

My bottom felt the would again, I wanted to rub it, but I’d attract attention. It’s been a week since I’d had a man, my clit ached along with my balls. Sigh. My mother and her companion were standing by their butler a large African. I pointed towards my bags on the pier.

His head was shaved, a strong man, obviously. We went in her carriage to her home in Hyde Park were the butler’s wife was waiting with a lamb dinner, which was wonderful.

My cane was necessary as the pain seemed to hurt more and more. I was so out of place in their home. As if they wanted me to be gone.

I picked up a recent Calcutta Times and there was another wedding picture of my Father and his new wife was, oh my goodness, my soulmate Peter. I rushed to the bath and got violently ill. He was mine and now, how could God be so cruel, innovia escort I wept. Peter knew were I to see this, how broken my heart would be. I forsake the evening meal and cried myself to sleep. In the morning the call from my surgical dresser came about the meeting at Two Twenty One B Nine Baker Street about lodging.

I left immediately and told butler, that I’d visit. Once there, at the address I used my cane to rap on the door. After a moment the door was opened by this lovely, middle aged woman with her hair up and a lovely face of a mother really, who knew with an ample bosom and the hips of a woman with many children..

“Dr. John Watson,” I announced to her, “regarding lodging.”

She was a tall sturdy woman, no ring on, but something said she was alone. She said, “I’m Mrs. Hudson, so you will be lodging with Holmes, Sherlock Holmes not Mycroft his older brother”

I shook my head as I neither care more or less about one Holmes or another.

“Why do you limp and with a cane, you’re hardly more than a boy?”

“I was attached to the 66th (Berkshire) Regiment of Foot as assistant surgeon. I was wounded at Kandahar in the left shoulder and left buttock and was taken prisoner for weeks by the Alezai tribe. Subsequently in a field hospital I came down with typhoid and thus my military career was over. This damn weather causes my wounds to ache, especially the lower one!”

“Come in then, I’m Mrs. Hudson! Tea perhaps, biscuits?”

Jenna was so uncomfortable in the damned wool suit and sighed and without thinking in her girl voice, “That would be lovely, thank you, ” looking at Mrs. Hudson and smiling.

The tea was so relaxing for Jenna and the biscuits, with sugar on top, made her feel at home. She knew the thing to do was to visit the club and find a lover, she could provide love and attention to in a proper way.

“Sweet darling, let’s have a look at your wounds, come with me,” and she took her hand ipsala escort and took her to this room that was an examination room.

“Off with your brogans, suit and waistcoat and your undies too darling.”

She watched her strip and knew she was a queer boy, he had not looked at her chest as all men did, but she had a surprise for the cute sissy, and her thoughts were refocused on the most magnificent ass she had ever seen.

“So turn and lean over the table and let’s have a look see at your wound.”

The wound did look infected she’d drain it for sure. Honey pull your cheeks apart, Jenna didn’t hesitate and Mrs. Hudson saw a very stretched open cunt.

Mrs. Hudson was inflamed She pulled her dress over the top of her head and her panties were distended with her gigantic dick. She was an hermaphrodite, the rare person with both a dick, cunt and asshole and she possessed the biggest dick in London and without much ado Jenna unsuspecting had the biggest dick buried in her cunt. Mrs. Hudson was a hermaphrodite, she had a dick, cunt and monster breasts.

Jenna was face down Mrs. Hudson was buried to the hilt in Jenna’s cunt and her nineteen inches of thick long dick was ravaging Jenna’s cunt and soul and she emptied her balls in three long spurts, while Mrs. Hudson kept fucking her for a good forty five minutes more. Jenna loved analgasms and finally when Mrs. Hudson filled Jenna’s bowels with her cum, Jenna’s arms and legs no longer had bones in

them, they were rubber.

Mrs. Hudson wearing buckled shoes with a two inch heel, walked around to the front of Jenna, whose eyes are closed, but seemed to have ragged breath and perhaps was whimpering. She grabbed her dick and gently slapped Jenna’s face one side and then the other. Jenna’s long pink tongue snaked out to lick up and down Mrs. Hudson’s dick.

She grabbed Jenna under her arms and pulled her towards the end of the table and said, “Pretty girl turn onto your back and hang iskenderun escort your head off the end of the table and stare at the opposite wall.”

Jenna obeyed, the submissive little cunt she was eager to please her new lover. Mrs. Hudson hove to, holding her dick, she said, “Open your mouth all the way you pretty little tramp!”

Seeing all the way down Jenna’s throat she fed that snake deep into her chest causing Jenna to put a lip lock and suck her cheeks concave. Jenna gave herself up utterly to her. Mrs. Hudson was grunting with each thrust and Jenna felt someone behind her and then yet another huge pole was in her cunt! His strong hands grasping her waist.

Just then Mrs. Hudson came her nuts covering up Jenna’s nose they were soft and firm and pulsated with each surge of cum, her crotch smelled incredible, skunky and sweaty, while her cunt was being pillaged, with a man who was not only huge, but knew how to fuck, sawing on her special spot and Jenna’s nice seven and one half incher seemed to feel bigger and she was screaming, “Harder, take me, breed me (Jenna stark raving nuts thinking she was a woman wanted whoever it was to impregnate her so she could be a wife and mother) and her dick impressively sprayed back all over the chest and face of whoever was fucking her who then blew up in her cunt.

Jenna losing consciousness and she saw herself in a wedding gown, getting married in mother’s home at Hyde Park.

“Wake up dear, come back to us!”

Jenna’s eye lashes fluttered and then she opened her eyes and Mrs. Hudson’s dick was on her right breast and looking the other way was the most beautiful man with a bigger dick sticking straight out about three inches from her mouth.

“Jenna darling, let me introduce Sherlock Holmes your new roommate and lover.”

Jenna stared into Holmes’ eyes, dark green and they held, her heart was beating madly, and she started to tear up.

She said, “I submit to your needs, no matter what. I know other women will seduce you in the moment, and I forgive you now and forever.

When I saw you, you are the most beautiful man, so handsome and I felt your strong hands as you took me. My cunt is yours, if you want me to please others, I will, but they will never be you. I love you with all my heart.”

End Nine Inch Solution.