Our bathroom is small with only a comfortable shower, a sink and our washing machine.One Sunday in June at 9.00 am our doorbell rings. I press the doo... opener button and hear four feet coming up the stairway. I see two heads appearing and shout totally surprised: „Ole, Matti, youuuuu, heeeere“? Their faces show a broad grin. Matti comes to me, Ole to Masha. They embrace us warmly, Matti kisses me very shyly on my cheeks. Ole is much more directly. He kisses Masha on her lips. He opens his own. I slam the door shut, panting loudly as I crawl back to my chair, yanking the tail out and sitting down.'So how was it fucktoy?'As I pant I tell him how my brother almost saw me, Master grins widely. 'You would love that, wouldn't you? For him to see you? You'd love it even more if you became your brothers little fucktoy, ready to please him on demand.' This makes me blush redder than ever and I simply stare down into my extremely wet pussy. 'Well, let's leave that for some other time, shall. “You will have your chance to address the charges! One more outburst and I will have you taken to the dungeon in chains! Is that clear?”Jacques le Gris’ face was red with fury, but he held his tongue and nodded his head to his liege lord. “I understand.”“Sir Jean,” the Count began, trying to calm the atmosphere. “What evidence do you have to support your claim?”“Evidence?” Jean asked, “What do you mean evidence? You have my word as a knight and that of my wife, the Lady Marguerite.”“Your word. I lie on you unable to move. I kiss you and tell you how wonderful you are. We enjoy the feel of each others body, that can only be felt after satisfying sex. I roll off you and you start to rise. I pull you back and say, stay. You lie with your back to me. I pull you close. My arm is around you with the palm of my hand on your breast. My cock is at the crack of your ass. We cuddle this way and fall into sleep. It is a contented sleep. I awake some time later the room is dark. I feel your lips.