He could feel how erect her nipples were at this point. He turned her head to him, and they began to kiss so passionately, it was incredible.As he beg...n to squeeze one nipple, his other hand reached inside her dress and began to massage her cunt. She groaned at this. For a few minutes he just reveled in kissing her, squeezing and twisting her nipples, and running his fingers along her cunt and clit. Her breathing became so erratic. He could feel her move her ass into his hard, stiff cock. she. I saw the inner smile within the Justices outer frostiness."Would you consent my dear?" he asked Katherine, "Or how shall we ever know?" No my Lord, ah Yes my Lord," she said quietly from the stark oak seats where she had been set."Then we shall adjourn to St Thomas's infirmary." he announced.We made haste there and a surgeon and nurse who must have been put upon notice took Katherine off and after a while we were ushered in to the operating room where was Katherine seated upon a table her feet. She was, despite her youth, a grande dame of the Tory hierarchy or pecking order, and once Howe himself was out of the way, I was told, she would be right at the head of the overdressed, amoral and irreverent parade, replacing Mrs. Loring. Her name does not matter; she is now a grandmother and well thought of by most of her friends and all of her family. But back in the revolutionary times, she was something else entirely.Her problems, evidently, arose when one of her many lovers discovered. While I’m on that massage table having someone else’s hands all over my naked body, I’ll be thinking about my sissy slut waiting for me at home. It’s a huge turn-on to think of you home waiting while I’m out getting touched by someone else. I hope I don’t cum before I get home.”Seeing my cock visibly throb from her teasing, she purred, “You like the thought of other men and women touching me, don’t you, slut?”“Yes, Mistress.”“Well, you can think about it the entire time I’m gone. Just don’t.