" I smirked. She liked the idea that I was touching myself with thoughts of her. "Oh." She had that flushed look again. Her eyes flickered down my bo...y. Without warning she pulled down the sheet that was covering my body and gasped. My top was up above my breasts and my hand was down my pants. "I can still entertain you if you like." I said hoarsely. I started up my rhythm, my pussy had become so much wetter and I could hear the wet 'click' sound immediately. I would've found it embarrassing. Like last night. Yes... it's going to be just like last night for us, lover... !"But there was no way that Satyr could know his new mistress' intentions, or that she'd been watching him and had now turned away from the window to prepare both of them some lunch. Instead, he knew only the hurting bitterness growing within his powerful body at his shocking imprisonment. No human had ever treated him this way before, and it was not only impossible for him to understand, but the more impossible. Maybe it was my imagination but I swore I felt her grind her crotch against me. My sanity returned in the middle of our kiss and I quickly ended it."Sabrina, we have to stop this," I said."Why? It's not like I haven't kissed a boy before," she stated as she tried to make the connection again."But I'm not some schoolboy, I'm your uncle," I stated.Before she could respond the door opened and we managed to spin around to give the impression that we were leaving. It was my brother coming out for a. "Sorry to scare you," she apologized with a laugh. "What are you so focused on?" Just looking outside through the cameras. Same old stuff," he lied."Want to have a second lunch now?" she asked."Maybe we should save up our energy for camping." You always have plenty of energy," she responded. "You should go to lunch now." Yes, ma'am"They headed to the room to make love again.David researched on the internet how life was in the 1880s. He requested and read many books from the library on how.