She reached up and loosened the ties in her bodice. In short order her magnificent chest was revealed to me. There was, of course, a little bit of sag...due the tremendous weight of her breasts. I was correct in my assessment, though. It did take two hands to handle just one of her lovely globes."We must be quick, milord. Soon Monsignor Charlevoix will be arriving from Paris with word from Cardinal Mazarin. But not too quick" she added as my lips bore down on her engorged right nipple.She moaned. At this point I could still have carried on walking and gone home but I looked round to see if I could see anyone I knew if I had I would have carried on but no one was in sight and I just looked at him and said "ok" he smiled and said "come baby girl" and walked into the office I followed and he took my hand and walked past the pool table to a door at the back which he opened and led me into a narrow dark passage, at this point I became scared and thought what the fuck am I doing I turned. Steve turned out to be controlling, domineering and insanely jealous. He was convinced that I was going to cheat on him." "You cheated on me." "No I didn't. I had your permission to date Steve." "Actually you only had my permission to go out with Steve the first time. After that You were setting your own rules and you certainly never had my permission to fall in love with him." "Why didn't you object? Why didn't you fight for me?" "I did object. You refused to listen to me and if I'd tried to. I thrust them into my twat. I drove them into my sheath over and over. My tongue danced around his cock while my juicy pussy squeezed around my fingers. I plundered myself and loved him.“Mercedes,” he groaned. It was the best sound in the world. I stared up at him. This wicked passion surged through me as I churned up my twat. I thrust my fingers into my cunt again and again. My pussy clenched them. My juices ran down my wrists. The heel of my hand rubbed on my clit.Pleasure sparked through me.