” I remembered but Mum had never spanked me before. She hadn’t spanked any of us girls, even when she saw my photo she didn’t. It was just a thr...at, that’s all. I told Jaden exactly that. That’s when Jaden smile the most wicked unsisterly smile she ever gave me. I was shocked and she knew I was shocked. It was as though she was enjoying me being shocked as she added, cruelly I thought, “So shall I phone Mum Alexis? Shall I tell her what you just said? Shall I?” Jaden glared at me, daring me, I. She asked if she felt good. I told her it was the best I ever had. She smiled big and told me she loved my cock being inside her. Her pace became frantic and knew she was nearing an orgasim. And that was good because I was too, and having not had sex in quite some time I knew it would be a big load. Another few seconds and she screamed out that she was cumming, she bucked her hips and her head, her pussy clamped tightly around my cock like it was trying to pull it inside her. I could not hold. ‘I have the papers with me, we will marry tomorrow morning in the city.’ ‘Marry? You are not making sense! Are you not here to arrest me as well? Why would we get married, you haven’t even proposed!’ He took her hands gently in his own. The fingers of an artist. She could faintly hear the music in her ears, see him dressed in casual clothes, sitting in their music room, the summer before the war, carefree. Laughing and playing Chopin with all of his heart. Secretly she had hoped, she liked to. He seemed to come to his senses, at least momentarily, and released with great reluctance the warm soft hand he’d been holding.“I am Roger, Mistress Sandrine.” Belatedly he remembered his manners. “I am very pleased to meet you.” His smile was a little crooked, but at least he made the attempt. She did not seem to be offended, which was a relief.“I am pleased to meet you, young Roger.” She took a half-step closer and he could smell her perfume. He had no idea what it was or what it was called,.