And it has already been made clear to me that these revealing outfits will be my uniform after Mrs. Stanley leaves and I become Mr. Porter's reception...st.Unfortunately, even if I'm willing to allow myself to be compelled to dress like a slut, Rob will never put up with this. Even if I could somehow keep the sex from him, he won't stand for me going out in public with my nipples showing and my pussy exposed with every step I take. He won't be able to live with the idea that he's driving me to. He was watching some spring break show, the ones where there are alot of girls in bikinis Her nipples started poking out against her white nightshirt, the crotch of the blue booty shorts she was wearing started to get moist, and she started nibbling on the tip of her thumb, not because of the show, but the thought of her daddy pounding into her, finding out what he had in the basement. She looked over to him, and noticed a slight hump in his crotch, making her mound quiver even more. Her. Draco was the only surviving Malfoy, the only person through whom the ancient family name could be passed on. The family titles, the estate, the extensive family interests; all these would one day be Draco's. But if Draco were gone? The wealth accumulated over more than two millennia would be passed on to the next male in line, a distant cousin in a deservedly obscure branch of the family who had disgraced himself by being sorted into Hufflepuff. Lucius gripped his quill tightly and commenced. "That's it baby; coat my fingers with your juices." He groaned feeling her juices moving between his fingers as he continued to slam into her. His cock was straining against his pants. He could just imagine how good she would feel wrapped around him.When her body finally started to relax, he pulled his fingers from her body. He let her see how wet his hand was before he stuck his fingers in his mouth, drinking up her juices. Natasha moaned as she watched him drinking her juices from his.