The Bushtons had no one who could do that for them. The two women would become wards of the King and would be forever at his tender mercies. Or, the n...w man appointed by the King to take over Blakeslee Keep could take the women in to look after himself, but now they would be at the mercy of a strange man, and one they knew nothing about.There was only one solution that I could think of: Gwendolyn and I would have to marry before Lord Bushton died. I estimated that he had no more than a week to. She had never had a slave show her no respect.?What did you say, slave???I said no,? her eyes now rose to meet her mistress’s defiantly. ?You can do it, you bossy cow.??How dare you!? Jill stuttered, absolutely flabbergasted. ?I’ll have you flogged to ribbons for this. Apologise now!??No.? She now was walking up to Jill. ?You can get on your knees.? She was now stood in Jill’s face.?I beg your pardon!??The thing is, Jill,? she said sarcastically, ?I have in my possession a number of. Not frantically, like you might think, but very determinedly. All over. All I had to do was lean back and enjoy and let out some encouraging noises when he hit the really good spots. Good old Lad figured the game out and soon I was drifting away on waves of doggy pleasure. Everything in my body seemed to get loose and relaxed. I remembered the quick ass-lick I'd gotten the day before... that had been pretty good, and I wanted a change-up from the places he'd been licking so I pulled my knees. “Looks like you boys are enjoyingthe movie.” She said placing her hand on Tom’s cock. “I’m waiting to see you getting sandwiched,” Tom said.Looking at the screen a few moments Joyce said, “Itwon’t be long before we’re joined.” “Looks like you’re already joined,” Tom said.“Joined hell! It looks like he’s trying to climeinside,” I said.“He was. And I loved it,” Joyce said.We all laughed and.