“Thank you,” I replied, not sure of what I should say.“Remove my gown,” she instructed.“Yes, ma'am.”It easily came off, and I laid it at t...e foot of the bed on her side.“Now we're going to get dressed together,” she began. “I will instruct and demonstrate, and you will follow suit.”“Yes, ma'am,” I answered as the Grandfather clock began to gong eight times.“Well,” Nancy began after looking toward the living room. “By nine o'clock we should have a good Harriet or else she'll be getting a good. The thought made her smile even wider, her attacker was gone forever and she wouldn't have to worry about him again."It sounds to me as if Glasgow's women are much safer today with someone like him dealt with. Live by the sword, die by the sword - in a manner of speaking," blushed Mary, as she realised how her words could be construed.Gavin read the morning paper and felt a little bit better about himself at the different way his 'work' was described in this version of his story. He watched. Her lightly furred pussy gleamed with her recent spending and her flesh was flushed with her heat. The pink inner lips now protruded slackly from the twin outer labia. I felt my prick throb in Marston’s hand. I could now see he was kneeling beside me, still wearing his ornate robes.Slightly breathlessly, Lady Penelope spoke. “You’ve certainly fulfilled your essential duty. Admirably, if I may say so. There is, however, a second part to the ritual that is more of a custom than a necessity. From. Cindi is 41 yrs old and stunning! Cindy was wearing just a robe and high heals. Come on in and get comfortable’… Jay was sitting on the couch in a pair of shorts smoking a joint. Welcome he said as he passed me the joint, have a seat. I couldnt help but notice his shorts seemed to be clinging to his big cock. I guess i was so high I didnt realized i was stairing until Cindi said, hey youve looked at his cock long enough take a look at this instead…with that Cindi stood up and took her robe.