‘Did I please you?’ he asked. Juliette thought she’d never heard him sound so timid before. She shrugged and let out a little cough. ‘It’s...all right, ‘he soothed, smoothing out the hair that had gotten ragged from her thrashing. He removed the clip on the end of the braid and let her fiddle with it as he loosened the knots and formed her coppery hair into a beautiful mane that fell all about her face. ‘ Juliette, don’t cry. Please don’t. ‘ She sniffled weakly, ‘why did you make me do that? ‘. A hidden serving pantry still remained between the kitchen and the common room, originally a space for maids to remain out of sight but handy during dinner parties. 'How fitting,' Johanna observed as she watched through the peephole. A coed in an abbreviated French Maid outfit was on her knees licking a large cock poking out of a pair of tuxedo pants belonging to the frat's president. Johanna felt her knees wobble. Her search for Harley was momentarily forgotten as she lingered, unable to pull. This felt SO GOOD!! And after a solid fucking, I couldn’t help but blast a huge load deep into her dark place. MMMMM, I’m hard again just thinking about it!! From there, we got dried off and went into the bedroom to now satisfy her oral desires. I gently teased her clit with the tip of my tongue for several minutes. MMMM it tasted so sweet, and I could tell by her soft moans that she was enjoying it. Increasingly, I became more aggressive with my tongue and I also slid three fingers deep into. It is not possible that she does not know the extent of my arousal. With her sitting almost in my lap, there is no denying the manifestation of my excitement. But, my gratification is unimportant. The only essential thing is her peace of mind, her happiness, her serenity, her tranquility and, I can only hope, her ecstasy.With my hand, I pull her head down to rest on my chest, the crown of her head just below my chin. I hold her there, rocking back and forth, making soft, cooing sounds. I hold.