‘We can go back in and have fun or,’ he leaned in and kissed her gently, ‘go to this damn boring dinner.’ He then sucked her lower lip into hi... mouth and ran his tongue along it slowly. ‘What do you say?’ he whispered against her mouth. ‘This is your boring dinner.’ She whispered, kissing him back gently. ‘It’s for you, and you should be there so—what are you doing?!’ she gasped as she felt his hand slide up under her dress. She caught his hand just before it reached her pussy and moaned.. Mistress got out of the chair and tottered, rather unsteadily, over to where I was kneeling and reached a hand down to me. “Come on Princess, time for you to go into the bedroom and show me what it’s like to be fucked by men.” “As you command Mistress, but do yourself a favor and take off your boots. You’ll fall over and break your neck if you don’t.” Mistress giggled drunkenly, and sat down on the floor beside me to pull off her kinky boots. She needed help in removing them, so I gave it. . Their sex the night before had been the best in a long time.It hadn't been that way for a long time. Years? In the early years of their marriage, they made love all the time. But over time, it went to once a week, and then once a month, and then even less than that. And when they did made love, it was uninspired without much passion.But things had improved lately, since she told Michael about that night back in college, when she almost let Gerard take her to bed. The thought of her with a black. Her lady-in-waiting Jacinta held up a silver mirror so that Amelia could inspect the work that had been carried out upon her head. Amelia nodded her approval and Jacinta returned the mirror to the large chest in Amelia’s bedchambers and then sat in a chair opposite her lady. In the nineteen years since she had been born, the last three of which had been whilst Castle Arrowthorn lay under siege, Lady Amelia had not once had her hair cut. Each morning it took her and her lady-in-waiting at least.