Then he removes a doublet (vest-like garment) and then a chausse (garment covering the legs). For a man in his 40s, which is old for the time, he has...a nice physique. He has a solid chest from exercises to keep in condition for jousting tournaments. He likes to compete with the knights; which is most unusual for a lord. Removing the leg coverings has also exposed his beautiful bulbous instrument between his legs which must be seven or eight inches in length. It has created many healthy youth. When he runs his fingers through my hair and over myface I lap at his fingers with my tongue, tasting mypussy from earlier probing. He throws the rubber toyacross the room again, smacking my ass hard as I try toscurry across the room as graciously as possible, thistime depositing the toy at his feet humbly.“Good girl, heel.”I know this means to put my face to the ground, ass uphigh and wriggling with excitement. He shoves the toyinside my cunt roughly and then idly fucks me with. A way that her own mother had done for her, when she was a child also.Then as I got even older, I needed to assert my independence and gain a feeling of maturity. I allowed the mothering to lapse at bedtime to just a kiss, as I was off in my pajamas to read a book before I fell asleep. (No TV, but reading was allowed; however books – not comics.) I got my own juice or soda (no cola though). I took care of the windows, lamps, and whatever, myself. Except when I got sick. Then, mothering. The sound of the tin shed of the adjacent garage is like music to two conjugating beings.I taught him how to just touch his cock head to my pussy lips and spread it and keep rubbing it to tease me. He did it for a few seconds and slowly entered me with his thick and smooth cock. it kept on entering me like a hot knife pierces butter and slowly disappeared in the depths of my womanhood.His pubic hairs were touching my skin. Since I always keep my pussy hairs clean shaved. I grabbed his shoulders.