“I’m okay with it if you are,” she said.She had that look of desire in her eyes that I can never say no to. Whenever she wants something she jus... gives me that look and any objection I might have collapse under the weight of wanting to make her happy. “Okay.”“Alright, let’s do it,”Buck said. He’d already ditched his shirt and boots. Jane and I began to follow suit but when Buck dropped his pants we both froze. The size of the monster that hung between his legs was hard to believe. I’d never. Maybe she was done already. "All good Mrs. Carsillo?" "Not yet," she said with frustration. "Is it because you can still see my outline through the curtain? If you hand me a towel, I'll just get out of here real quick." "I did have my eyes closed to help me picture you not here, but yes I can make see your whole outline from your head to your . . ." Her voice just kinda drifted off. I instantly realized that I had turned my body so that she could make out my hand slowly stroking my cock and I. As directed all the staff kept away and indeed everyone took the opportunity to have an early night,all except Esther,she was very intrigued by the appearance of the Friar and by Lord Paul's behaviour.She decided to investigate.At ten minutes past seven she left her quarters and made her way to the library.As she crept closer she could hear voices.Once she reached the door she heard Lord Paul say; "I am willing to do whatever is required."Esther knelt down and peered through the keyhole. She. "I dropped my head as I went to do her bidding, returning to find her already seated in the tall, straightbacked chair reserved for these occasions. She patted her lap firmly. "Come on, no dilly-dallying."I handed her the brush and stretched across her lap, lowering my hands to the ground until I was perfectly balanced across her lap. She flipped my skirt up, inhaling sharply as she saw that I wasn't wearing any panties. "You HAVE been a naughty girl, haven't you?" she commented, laying one.