One day, Count, I too will make a mistake."He laughed. "Countess! At Three Hills I was charged with building artillery emplacements for Brigadier Mark...s. A third of those positions, Countess, a full third, never fired a shot! They were in the wrong places! It was as if I'd blown up a third of our artillery and artillerymen on that hill." But your army won the battle, yes?" Yes. Afterwards, Count Phrames, the man who commanded the artillery heard one of the infantry officers complain about the. Was this her house...? My assumptions were confirmed as she strode up to the door and pushed it open.There were boxes in various states of being unpacked, filling the mostly empty living room. A few pieces of furniture had been set out, and various suitcases dotted the remaining space. Miranda walked straight through and headed to the stairs in the back. She led me up the stairs and down a hallway to a door that was slightly ajar. She pushed it open and went in, me trailing along after her.Her. That's when I decided, "fuck it" and let go with a huge blast of cum into her mouth. I never got soft as she then climbed on top of my cock and began furiously riding it. She was screaming like she was getting ****d and I thought we are going to be caught any second which she obviously could care less. So I kept bouncing her up and down while kissing, licking, sucking, and biting her nipples. It was like she just had one continuous orgasm. Her actions showed me that she definitely liked to be. .my desires already known by Mistress Alyson as she removed her fingers from my reluctant sucking mouth.“Get your mouth in there bitch, clean my lover’s cunt of my husband’s cum...I want it clean as we have some friends to enjoy later and she’ll need a clean cunt.” Mistress Alyson grabbed the top of my hood and forced my willing mouth onto the shaven cum-leaking pussy.My thoughts of Mistress Alyson’s mention of ‘friends’ were very brief as my mouth came into contact with the shaven cum-leaking.