The next door was worse, Lord Baxter was sitting on his bed naked and admiring his erection, nothing to be proud of really but with a beer belly like ...is I'm surprised he could actually see it, perhaps that's why he was looking in the mirror!I shut his door quietly, a woman in a sexy french maids costume stared at my quizzically, "Can I help you sir." she said in an unattractive home counties burr and I realised she was actually a genuine chambermaid and not a ageing tart."The woman, Miss Jones. I felt so happy, and I wished that someone was there, watching. I wished someone could witness this! I wished someone could film this! So that I could have this forever. I ran my tongue over his balls every time his cock was deep in my throat and his grunts and groans just spurred me on. He tasted so damn good and my butt lifted higher as my pussy yearned for cock. He pulled away from me suddenly and walked back round behind the couch. I stuck my ass up as far as I could as I waited to feel him. If anything was less than 100% perfect, I would spank her.Monday night, dinner wasn’t served until 7:17. I expect dinner by 7.“Dinner was late. After I eat, you will be punished for your tardiness. You have earned 1 stroke with the belt for each minute that dinner was late. Depending on the quality of the meal, there will also be 1 additional stroke. If the meal is excellent, it will only be my hand, Otherwise it could be a hairbrush, spatula, switch or paddle.”Regardless of how good the meal. Mason turned, grabbing the flat part of the item and pulling it outward. At its max length, it was about a foot and a half long.“Telescopic mirror. If we’re going to be going somewhere with a lot of corners and doorways, then this little thing will be indispensable. I’ll be able to check for people without any real risk,” he said, collapsing it back down and stowing it.He led us up the steps and onto the wall and took out his monocular scope. Putting it up to his eye, he began looking in the.