This causes you to look at me as angrily as you can with the gag in your mouth, but you keep fucking my fingers. I keep rubbing your clit and my finge...s start stroking against your g-spot, as your body tenses. I can tell you are close to cumming, but trying to stop it from happening, so I move my fingers faster and harder against your clit and g-spot. Your hands, trying to move, grab your thighs and let go, make a fist and relax, and your head tilts back and you moan around your gag. You’re. Even the woman who was with him treated Michael with a little coolness. The servants who brought the food were unfailingly polite, but they had no jokes to tell him. The gentry above the salt jested with each other and sometimes called things to the servants they recognized. No one ever had a jest for Michael.It had been this way for a long time. When he and his friends grew old enough to leave the middle court, they had still run together.He went to festivals with them instead of with his. But as I felt Frank's cum on my pussy, I got mad and jerked my hand away. "Damn him," I whispered.I got up and pulled on my short black and pink teddy with a light robe and went to the kitchen to get his lunch ready to take with him on the plane.I stood at the sink finishing the dishes when Frank came up behind me and leaned against me. "I am sorry Sara, I will make it up to you when I get back in a couple of days." And with that he was gone.I watched him leave and as he past the dog lots we. He pulled up his shorts and gave me a towel he said to go in the bathroom and take off my shorts and take a shower and he would wash my swim suit so I could go to the pool. I entered the bathroom and handed my shorts through a crack in the door and got in the shower. There was no lock on the door and after a few minutes he came in with no cloths on and sat on the toilet. He said he was dirty to and needed to get clean. As I was in the shower with the water running on my body and head.