.. He introduced her as the evenings entertainment... He asked her what she was and she said "simply a slut" and there was more conversation along tha... line. Then two BBC’s appeared, "Mr. 10" and Mr. 11" guess why! They did not have a hair on their bodies and were lightly oiled so they shown in the light. The group applauded them. She was told to show her appreciation for them and what was going to happen, she got on her knees and gave them both very good BJ's, she was then led to the. She didn't miss the frivolous trappings of the old one. This simple lifestyle was much more to her liking.Of course she did realise that that could be because of Hywel. He had rescued her from the depths of her despair and was so kind to her. She had never seen that from a man before. There were questions she wanted to ask him but she was afraid of the answers. Maybe they wouldn't be the ones she wanted to hear.Amelia suddenly felt that someone or something was behind her. She spun around to. She came loudly with a shudder and curled up into a ball on the bed. Mark hugged her closely holding her tightly.“God I needed that, it has been far far too long,” Claire admitted.Mark was on a roll and nowhere near ready to stop. He rolled Claire onto her back parted her legs and lined his hard cock up with her pussy entrance.Mark pushed all the way in with one thrust, it was easy, Claire was soaking. Mark took charge and began fucking Claire vigorously. She responded well by first thrusting. Then slid her hand down, stroking his neck, his chest. He seemed to shiver at her touch. She caught a nipple in between her fingers and rolled it, drawing a moan from him. Then she took a needle. He cried pathetically as she slowly pressed the needle through. Then she repeated the procedure with the other one. Through it all, his tongue wagged as he screamed, torso kept firmly immobile by his bondage.Then she let her skirt fall to the ground, grabbed a riding crop from the table, and climbed to.