M-Mistress...”This is all my doing, I thought, as the fourth stroke lashed across Miralda’s wildly clenching nates. I could have saved her this; e...en if at some risk to myself. However, I must confess, I felt little remorse. A slave had scant time for such worthy emotions.“Aaaahhh AAAAAHHHHHHH!”The writhing bottom, flesh all a judder, was, amazingly, still presented. I could not help admiring her. Miralda, as befits an aristocrat, had courage. And will. And, of course, experience.Just half an. Of course his thoughts are no longer innocent because of the fact he has the hots for her. Also, this could just be a dream too.“Trent,” the voice of his sister whispers, her feet softly padding on the carpet, coming closer in the near darkness. The moon is gone, hidden away. “Trent, I couldn’t sleep. I was so...” She comes around the bed, to the foot of it, and stands there. Softly, very softly, the mattress shifts as she sinks her hands into its surface. Trent expects her to just continue. He climbed up face down and I proceeded to oil him up liberally, working his feet, legs, back neck and eventually his bum. It was so erotic to be massaging another man’s ass. I was getting turned on and found it really quite easy to slide my finger inside his ass. I asked first and he nodded yes. I had never done that to a man. It was so sexy to be fingering his lubed ass.He moaned with pleasure. I was really want thought to see and feel his cock. Eventually he rolled over revealing his half. Her heart sank and she groaned in misery. I jerked sharply on her hair and pushed my soft cock against her lips. She had no choice but to open her mouth and take the thing inside. She sucked on it as she drew it in, her tongue rubbing carefully along the underside of the head. I continue to grip her hair, now with both hands as I sighed in pleasure. Her mind is completely numb, almost detached from her body as she sucked on my growing erection. Soon she is bobbing her lips back and forth on the.