So, a marriage counselor later, I tell my husband what I have wanted this whole time. No more cock, especially his, and that I am going to date women ...rom here on out. I did mention that the counselor was hot, cause she was. That was my extra little fuck you.So, between then and our next counselor (yes, because of that comment) I started being way less of a total bitch. He had told all of our friends about what happened. Let's face it, his friends. So, by the time I cooled down, I had alienated. She was still on her knees in front of me, licking my cum off her fingers. My cock was still hard and i was still horny so i layed down and she started to ride my cock. Her big belly and tits were bouncing in front of me. the best view i ever had. her pussy was so wet i could feel her juice running down to my balls. i started to reach for her belly and begann massaging it. it felt so soft, so beautiful i didnt want to stop. she was riding my cock so hard and fast...rubbing her clit, she was. By the door on the servants' side was a house-maid's W.C. and the servants' staircase which led also to the attics, where some slept, and to a lobby with rooms mostly used for lumber, and where the page had been put to sleep, away from females, or anyone else. The butler slept in a little room adjoining the pantry and plate-room, on the ground-floor. Several days passed, I did not get a gay woman, but hunted incessantly in hopes of getting Pender, or Whiteteeth, or the nursemaid. Young Molly I. Fine wine ... the type of wine this inn might have had when it was Third Tier, but which has not been available for years. The fool even offers to pay for it. The barmaid fakes a blush of embarrassment telling him she cannot bring the wine for which he asks, but assures him she will provide him with the best the inn has to offer. She ignores me ... but only until my hand engulfs her forearm as she would turn away.Her flesh trembles beneath the calluses, a tiny bird terrified of the great beast.