She followed Rosie into an attic bedroom. The large comfortable double bed with feather pillows and comforters was a far cry from her last bedroom, sh...ring with seventeen other girls in the dormitory. Rosie opened the wardrobe door and showed her the uniform.“Black bra, black panties, black dress. The Mistress likes black.” Rosie told her as she pointed from one shelf to another.Saoirse stared, trying to take it all in as the girl told her how she was to dress, talk and act.She then led Saoirse. I love wearing sexy underwear; it always gets me in the mood for a good fucking. I took off my knickers and pulled the small black and red thong over the small black hair of my pussy. I had already bought some black fishnet stockings so I thought I try on the whole outfit together. As I slipped the stockings up my slim thighs and fastened the clips from my bustier to the top of the fishnets I could feel my clit tingling. I looked at myself in the mirror, my 32DD boobs looked massive. Thinking of what it feel like to sway her hips on his dick as he pounded into her sweet pussy entered his mind. His cock was straining in his pants begging for his sister's pussy lips to be wrapped his shaft as she rode him like a cowgirl."Aiden, do you want me to cook something up for you while I am in here?" His sister, Emily, called out from the kitchen. Her seventeen year old body looked sexy in the huge t-shirt she decided to wear today, probably not wearing any shorts. His dick twitched. "No way!" Armen cried and Greta and the Queen slipped away.Armen and Edward rowed late into the night and were still rowing at four o'clock when Greta came to find them to relieve Armen.They sat in two easy chairs in the study facing each other so Greta knelt between them.Edward watched horror struck as Greta extracted Armen's cock from his breeches and started stroking it, it stiffened instantly."Armen!" Edward protested."Oh very well, do his too," Armen sighed so Greta fumbled his breeches.