You see your body arch in the mirror as your hands mimic his lifting each breast, and gently squeezing each nipple. You sigh softly, or was it a moan?...You turn back to face the mirror, as you move you right hand slowly from your breast, running your fingers along the skin of your tummy, lower and lower. You look at the image before you, so erotic, as you fingers slide through the soft tuft of hair over you pussy, gently tracing the meaty flesh of your pussy. You watch your finger disappear. I rose and found a gown of pure cream silk ready for me and put it on and opened the drapes. A weary Maria whispered, ‘Ring for breakfast. I need sustenance, you have drained me my darling.’ I pulled the silk cord that dangled by the now diminished fire and moments later Jenkins knocked and entered. She was followed by two servants who laid breakfast upon trays on our bed. Jenkins kissed us both and departed. Was there to be no end to my astonishment? My trousseau was prepared for me in yet. We lay there for quite a while. He didn’t seem to be suffering under my weight. We couldn’t stay indefinitely, though. ‘I need to get you home, young man. What would your Father say if I got you home too late? What would he think of me, besmirching the honor of his innocent son?’ ‘I think he would feel my honor was intact, if not my innocence. My Mother, however …’ ‘I certainly don’t want to get on her bad side.’ ‘Why? She’s a sweetheart. Did she say anything to make you afraid of her?’ ‘No. I. He closed his eyes and leaned back pleasure tracing over his face as Lucy ran the flat of her tongue up the length of his swollen cock, running the pointed tip over the head, her hands hungrily stroking his balls. Licking back to the base of his straining cock, she gently teased each ball in turn, sucking it gently into her mouth before turning her attention back to the shaft, both hands now firmly twisting as her mouth worked over the glistening purple head. Leo groaned, briefly lost, before.