My finger was instantly wet and slide along her lips further. I moved it up and down her lips and around the hood at the top. She arched her body and ...oaned loudly.As I fingered her wet pussy with one hand the other was busy squeezing her other swollen breast until I found the nipple and gave it a good pinch. She squealed with the pinch and moaned as her nipple squirted its milk. Her milk squirted out onto her stomach and my hand. As I squeezed and rolled her nipple more milk shoot forward and. Degas. Manet. Cézanne. And, of course, Monet. I sat down beside her, leaning back against the cushion, full of content.“I like your work better,” she murmured, blushing softly.I snorted. “You’re biased. But thank you.”Beaming, she leaned back with me, her head resting lightly against my shoulder.“Take me out to the spring today.”“Maybe.”“Take me or I’ll go by myself.”“You’ll get lost. Fine then. You’re in charge of lunch.”“Okay.”An hour later we were on the road, Summer with her tablet, wearing. .. he’ll need this.” As she pulled Creed’s leash from her bag , the eager young lady virtually snatched it from her hands. A mature voice resonated from behind, as the Mistress of the house descended the stairs.“Patience please Charity, remember, your position with male guests may have changed, but your position and the need for the correct etiquette has not!” Julia smiled as the maid curtsied at her presence, then looked at her with pleading eyes as she toyed with the leash.“You may have no. “We can join John later I some more to show you,” as she licked at my ear.The next-door down was closed with a pair of handcuffs was hanging from the doorknob. DeRonda explained that was telling us that this room was for bondage or for dominant, submissive people to come in and play. DeRonda opened the door slightly and I saw a woman spanking both a guy and a woman. My pussy got even wetter as I watched the Mistress turn each of their butt’s red. I slipped my hand down under my skirt watching.