Besides, I wasn’t going to give the Count a story about me hitting my wife; he already had seen a noble woman striking her husband, something that j...st wasn’t done. Indeed, his face broadcasted his desire to laugh in my face but he regained control of himself.“Thanks for waiting for us,” I injected before he said the words forming in his mouth.After shaking his hand the Envoy simply bowed in return. “It was my pleasure to entertain your wife. She is quite cultured and articulate. My late wife. I couldn’t stop him as waves of pleasure flowed through my body. His hand no longer content to stay on the outsides of my breast began to caress my nipples as I felt his cock harden behind me as he began slow rhythmic gyrations behind me. Suddenly I felt his body tense, his hold tighten and his hand on my breast intensify followed by a sudden relaxation. Did my son just orgasm, did I just make my own son cum. My god what have I done? My head swirled, as I lay motionless. We continued to lay. His rough tongue sent a wave of sexual energy through me and I instinctively spread my legs. My boss tongued my wet hole and now and again sucked and teased my clit. His hands came into play and, parting my sweet lips, he began to finger me with three fingers. I was desperate to have him finger fucking me. I moaned. I could not help it as I leaked some juices onto his hand and down into the crack of my ass. As I came so hard, he pushed his face back in and enjoyed licking the taste of my warm. . I tried to decline my brother’s offer of a milkshake - I wanted to leave as quickly as possible, and try to buy a new bra from the mall, anything that would help keep my nipples under control - but he was so excited about some new combination of flavors that I eventually gave in, and sat down to try it.“Stella loved it,” he said, and I looked at him with confusion.“Stella from my school?”“Yeah,” he said casually, avoiding my eyes. “I went out with her last night. She’s really ... fun.”I.