Masumi gavethem both a big hug. And, thinking quickly, said, "This my friend,Miyuki. She's here for a few weeks visiting, while Mike is out of thecoun...ry. So, I brought her here to meet everyone." Turning to Miyuki,she said, "Miyuki, this is Mr. and Mrs. Gordon, and Jackie. I've toldyou a lot about them."Miyuki, bowed to the Gordons, and said, "I'm very pleased to meet you.Masumi has said many nice things about you." Thank you very much, Miyuki. You weren't at Mike and Masumi's wedding,were. And Sydney had apparently learned some things from watching Martin and Darrell fuck me all those times. He took his time, thrusting deliberately, maintaining contact with my clit. And he did something else that Darrell and Martin never did. All the time he fucked me he was telling me he loved me, he adored me, he was so happy I was his wife.The combination of Sydney's improved cocksmanship and his words sent me into orbit. I started coming and coming, far better than from a vibrator, better. "Kitchen! Now!" It's rare that my mother commandsanything that I actually stumble at the first step of the staircase. Igrab the bannister to stable myself and turn to face her."But I just wanna..." I start."Kitchen!" she says again."I storm off to the kitchen and take a seat on one of our breakfaststools. It's bright in here and I'm certain that all our neighbours cansee me clearly if they just look. I shrink into my seat and lay my headon the counter. Mom's saying something to Jenny and the. They all thought it was hilarious,Headmistress." But you were turned on, weren't you?"'Goddess yes. I wanted them to stop, but afterwards, Headmistress, I....... I wanted, I don't know....I wanted....." Them to fuck your brains out again, you little minx?"I nodded.Mistress Beauregard smiles. "I guess we'll call that experience anunannounced, unscheduled, Beauregard milking ceremony practice run." Okay scoot off the desk."I drop down."Shall we proceed to the checkup? I'll have one of my staff.