I could only wait so long before I pounced on her. I lead her to the bedroom. We ripped off the sheets. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved my t...ngue as far down her throat as I could. I could feel her hips leaning forward, aching for attention. I slid my hand down between her legs and cupped her soaking wet pussy. I couldn't believe it, she had never been this wet. I threw her down on the bed. I ripped her shorts down, without a second going by I grabbed her hips and lurched inside her. It only added to the heat between her legs and in her breasts. She whimpered as he cupped her breasts through the hot blue silk and then parted the robe even more, slowly, slowly pulling the fabric back to reveal them bit by bit to his eyes, to her eyes, and to the mirror reflecting the sight back to them. Suddenly, he pulled the silk back all the way over her breasts and slid the robe off her shoulders. It rustled to the floor in a pool of midnight. She tried to turn to him and kiss the face. The lord of the manor, Squire Lichenstone, was willing to pay handsomely in gold for the privilege of fucking the two at the same time and taking their maidenheads from them. He was also willing to take what he believed was their anal virginity, for which he paid an even more handsome sum not knowing that every fellow in the diocese, except the village idiot, had already had the acquaintance and pleasure of preceding him.Now, this duty complete, the two stepsisters could pursue their regime in. On the net... you know," the words came jerkily, hesitantly."Ah! The lovely Margie," the voice exclaimed very animatedly and sounding very pleased.Margie intended to try to sound casual in return but in the end no words at all came."I've been hoping that you'd call. You're ready for me to hurt you, are you?" the voice asked her."Yes," Margie said in almost a whisper."Good girl," the voice exclaimed in a pleased tone.The guy required nothing more of Margie other than her scared "yes." I'm going.