Thank you so very much."7Ann was not happy as she stomped her way down to the village.She'd had a simply awful morning so far, what with being woken u... by apail of water, shoveling horse shite and then having to clean her ownclothes. She was sick of hanging around the hall and being treated like aservant - even when she had the time off and the money to be somethingbetter!And she was sick of having to walk to the village too! She didn't see whyshe couldn't take the coach or one of the horses. I...” she began to protest but in truth she was past caring. Imperia's sisters could whatever they pleased and she would let them. She belonged to them. Again, the soft pressure on her calves caused her to lift her feet to allow the scant fabric to disappear. Her breathing was becoming laboured now, slow and deep and little moans began to escape from deep within her. Carla had reached a different plane. She was standing almost naked, wearing nothing but her heels and stockings, being caressed. Plus that strap was a mess, which has been slowly flowing onto the bedsheets to my shameful feelings. Stan shook his head in disbelief. He rolled the nylons up my legs. I supposed he was going to take care of the pants, or to hopefully kiss me at least, but no... He took my hands and tied them up to the bedposts with my own stockings....I checked how tight the bounds were and I feared to find out I struggled to move my wrists in any direction. A sigh that busted out of my chest contained a plea. Get a grip on yourself... focus, Mahesh... c'mon... concentrate... yes... now calm down... empty your mind... don't try and think... don't think of me... close your eyes... it's you... just you... and your cock... in my pussy... my pussy's nice and hot and tight, isn't it? Yes...it feels good on your cock, doesn't it? See? See how it squeezes your penis? It's just you and your penis and my pussy now... and all you want to do... all you have to do is pull it out... slowly... yes... that's.