Around nine, Bridgette appeared at our booth. "Couldst have a word, milord?" I was just leaving," Jackson announced."I thank thee," Bridgette smiled a... him.Jackson fished out his wallet, but I waved him off. "I've got it." He just nodded and headed out. I turned my attention to Bridgette, "Yes?" About Beatrice..." Why am I not surprised?" We've talked," Bridgette said, dropping the medieval speech pattern. "I know she's been a little wild and she's thrown herself at you. You're probably pretty. ” Oh shit, my cock was so sore that it hurt to walk and I was pretty sure my balls were dry. Mistress Jackie and our Spicy neighbor had milked 3 loads out of me yesterday morning and then Mistress had told me to play with wifey last night, which I did and you will soon hear about, and she milked a fourth load of cum from me. But, remembering that Mistress owned my cock, balls, cum and mouth, I obediently scurried next door as soon as wifey left. I had my cock and balls tied up, like a good. ”I was curled up with my back towards him, ready to fall asleep again when I felt hands beginning to stroke my bottom, sides and the back of my legs. Even in my tired, inebriated state it felt pleasant; very pleasant; even more so when the hands reached round to caress my boobs through my nightgown.“So shy?” the whispered voice behind me asked softly.Surely he wouldn’t try and have sex with me now. Surely he could tell how tired and tipsy I was. But then he was tired and tipsy himself, a. " "I was thinking of giving you more than just 'the tip'..." I dropped my gaze to my semi erect cock. Her gaze followed. "Oh, my goodness!" At this point I was expecting a hard slap, or a scream. Instead, she looked around, bit her lip, then placed her hand on my bulge. "That's very generous of you, sir." I pulled open the passenger door, shielding us from view, and pushed her back against the passenger seat. One of the functions of the car was the dropped parking suspension, lowering the car.