I moved up onto the bed behind Mike. He noticed the movement and stopped fucking Carol. She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him in, urging...him to continue his motion. I laid a hand on his haunch and pushed, reassuring him that I wanted him to fuck my wife. Getting into position, I squeezed a dollop of lube onto two fingers and massaged it into Mike’s ass. I had to adjust to his continued pumping, but got a good coating on the outside of his anus. Then I squeezed more lube onto my. ” “Good. What else won’t you do?” “I won’t use the shower head to masturbate either. Now that I have you to ram your man meat into me” “Good, now go have a shower and play with your brother” “Okay” She jumps off the bed and skips out of the room. “Honey?” “Yes daddy?” “Send your mother in.” “Okay” Ten minutes later, Shavaye walks in wearing nothing but skin. He grabs her from behind and pushes her against the door. He breathes on her neck and shoves two fingers into her dry vagina. She giggles,. Honor. Duty. Family. Her will and her very life collapsed before her. She was a woman, she knew, but to submit to this indignity was beyond her training, her expectations, and desires. Her desire be damned, as far as anyone was concerned! And now she would assume the mantle of Lady Coventry, married to a man she had never met. This county was to be her prison, forever shut away at Croome Court. She sobbed quietly to herself, wishing she could sprout wings and fly away from here. She didn’t hear. Her hands traced circles up my sides, sending goosebumps all over my body. Her cold breath caressed my neck. My body stiffened. ‘Oh, I’m not going to taste you just yet. Not until you’re writhing beneath me, begging for release, begging for me to let you come.’ The influenced part of my brain gasped and jerk towards her at the mere thought of such pleasure, but the rational part of me began to go beyond panicking. Quite suddenly, my blindfold was removed. In the soft bluish light, I could see.