The evening had been a never-ending series of teases and temptations. After the cunnilingual session earlier (he had felt the wad of crumpled bills in...his pocket all evening) they had driven to a restaurant. Miranda had allowed her dress to expose her thighs 'almost' to her hips. When Matt had placed a hand on her leg she had politely but firmly lifted it off placing it on his own. During the meal she had tortured him with flashed of her thighs and casual glimpses down her dress as she would. "That will come later. Just pay attention to your own cock and body for now." Now, I knew it was Riley! What is going on?! So many thoughts were flying through my mind. I was brought back to reality when Riley's thumb and index finger started to pinch my right nipple. I hated it knowing it was he who was doing that, But I've always loved my nipples getting tortured, that I puffed out my chest to signal for him to do it more to me. He knew all of my turn-ons as we talked about what we love our. Perhaps Joshua could drive me back to the Blue Boar?”“The Blue Boar is not much better than a brothel, Madam Hainaut, and no place for a lady. Please, stay here at Coromandel, we have plenty of room and John will be living here now that his mother and sisters are in residence.” I turned to face Joshua Chamberlain. “Please take the gig to the Blue Boar and gather up madam’s luggage...”“I think I best accompany Josh, Sir Elijah. My possessions are strewn around the bedroom, and I would be. Nice meeting you, Wes! Maybe we’ll run into each other in here or at South Lake. I had a long day. I’m heading for the barn.’ She touched his arm as she stood up to leave. Things had slowed a little at the bar and Bernie walked over to chat. ‘I promised to steer you right, Wes. Sorry I got tied up. I’m pretty sure Marty is not the girl you’re looking for. I’ve never seen her leave with anyone—and she talked to you longer than I’ve ever seen her talk to anyone. She’s a pretty woman but she’s.