As if in answer to my unspoken wishes I felt an insistent finger start to open me up, my slick wet lips parting as the thick digit penetrated me. So, ...o wet... So, so turned on... so, so needing of this attention. As if in a daze, I was manhandled onto all fours on the carpet... My black stocking clad thighs spread wide, wider... Pussy aching, I looked up to see XMan kneeling before me, his thick cock in his fist, stroking it before me... right in front of my face. I licked my lips, and tried. ..she gasped and started rubbing me harder...I can feel myself getting wetter and responding to her touch...thrusting at her hand...it feels so damn good.All of a sudden she pushes me back on the floor...she asked if my master would like to fuck her too...I said you would and that you'd like me to watch...tormenting me...knowing how much I'd want it to be me you were fucking....how jealous I'd be....all the time she's still sliding her hand into me...harder and faster and the thought of it all. ”“Can I help it after last night? And yesterday, in the pool? And the day before...I haven’t felt so...frisky...in the longest time...”Glued to her handheld screen like Narcissus to the pond, Purple Selfie stifles a yawn and struts toward the adjoining room of artifacts, forcing those in her path to fork and reconnect like rapids around a logjam. Her departure gives me a new boldness.“How many times do you suppose the Earl got, um, inspired by his acquisition? Or did he need her to get in the. His mother is standing outside by the back garden footpath with her housecoat that she holds up to her stomach, her pink panty pulled down to the knees, while he takes one photo after the other."Hold your pussy open for the camera, mum," he instructs her. "That's good..."The old woman holds her pinkish slit open a little longer and he says, "Wow, that looks so good...I am sure you are well rested by now since this morning...and you are so wet..."He takes her back to the back-door. It is darker.