Jenny was dripping liquid from her cunt hole, so there was no question about having enough lube for me to penetrate her.She must have really been in a...hurry because she raised her hips and forced my cock head past her pussy lips. I guess that she had already started to adapt to my size because I slid right in with no problem. It felt good slipping past that ring of muscle just behind her pussy lips. Ah, that must be one of the greatest feelings in the world short of actually fucking.It only. I figured that was the end of the massage so I just climbed in bed. Still naked. She came back and handed me my drink and laid on the bed next to me. She grabbed my hand and started massaging it again. She was slowly pulling my hand over to her huge tits as she massaged it. Eventually my hand was resting on her tits and she was kind of shoving it in to her tits as she massaged. I couldn’t help myself so I started grabbing her tits. Bashfully at first. Then more aggressively. Grabbing her nipple. He slid open the partition in the roof of the carriage and hailed the driver to stop. Jacob grabbed his beaten and weathered leather valise from the floor of the conveyance and hopped out as soon as the coachman opened the door. He nodded to the man as he tossed a small bag of coins to him. Jacob turned and casually entered the Bois de Vincennes. He chose a path at random and strolled casually along it, pausing here and there as if to admire the scenery. His feet followed no discernable course. I will pay for your wine. Wait for me at the bench outside."I did exactly what he said and when he got out, he put his arm over my shoulders like we were already lovers and we walked a short distance to his house.Once there he took my jacket and told me that he would like it very much if I didn't talk, except to ask him to do things to me. I could ask him to lick me, fuck me, spank me and such, but nothing else. I was to call him master at all times. He didn't want to know my name. I was his.