A soft "Okay" from the boy had Brandon jerking his hand away from his crotch.When Brandon turned around, the boy was dressed in a t-shirt, lounge pant... and white socks. He grabbed onto his left elbow with his right hand and rubbed the top of his foot with the toes on his other. He looked scared and vulnerable and Brandon decided to back off just a little bit."What's your name, k**?" Brandon asked."Lonnie. What's yours?" He tilted his head slightly and pushed his hair behind his ear."What are. In the other direction stood another building, smaller than the mansion itself but still larger than most homes. Nicky led them toward it."That's the guest house?" asked Greg, astonished. It looked more like a block of condominiums. Once again he had a slight twinge of envy. He could probably afford a mansion much like this one, if he were willing to trade in the conservative family values of an upper-middle-class lifestyle for a glamorous life in the fast lane. But he couldn't do that to his. He had suspected she liked a little roughness. Now he knew for sure. He squeezed again, releasing at the second her breath caught and she pressed down. He could play at this forever. Shawna's breaths had turned to gasps as her body trembled and struggled in frustration. "I need. I need." she breathed. He lifted her up towards his lap, moved himself under her and drove his cock into her eager cunt. They both watched their fucking in the mirror. Her legs were splayed open, feet resting on his. "You are a clever little girl, ma chere. You know the many ways to excite a man... but I fear you have yet to know Julian Forrest." He continued to smile down into her face. He kissed the tip of her nose and his great hand went on caressing her breast through her clothing.Madeleine squirmed beneath his gentle, but stimulating touch. She was not ashamed at her obviously growing desire; instead, she was pleased and satisfied that she would have to put on no airs for this man whom she wanted.