He produced my bra that I had shoved under his pillow on the weekend. I had forgotten to put it back on in my just fucked stupor. He told me his M...m had found it making his bed and given him the small lecture. God, we laughed. I felt embarrassed about having her know we were fooling around. We kissed and fondled more and I got aroused again. He was pushing my hand onto his cock and rubbing my tits. This was good. He slipped his hand under my skirt to feel me and I held my. Needless to say it caused me to vomit profusely. I was removed from the table by Dan and given a spoon to eat my vomit off the floor. I was unable to do it without vomiting again and again. They both just laughed at me struggling to do it. I then drank what seemed to be a gallon of piss from the guest. I held my mouth open until full then swallowed. It took 7 mouthfuls to get it all. More vomit came quickly. There wasn't a lot of time left and Dan told me that the Guest wanted to see me in. Marcy said she also had some unkind words about my character, but she stayed for two hours waiting for me to come in.I felt bad about missing her, but I took her at her word she wouldn't be available, and like I said, no promises were made. When I found out she bad mouthed me at the bar I didn't call her the next Friday.Something about a woman scorned ran through my mind when she came rolling into the dance hall the next Saturday. I was in the kitchen when she asked for me. Mrs. Williams was. When conscious thought returned, I was face down, flat on the bed, she on me and in me and sweat from our bodies mingling between us. My arms were spread out and her hands held my wrists. Her face was in my hair.Her voice was a warm breath in my ear. “You’re good.”“You need more practice.”She gave a low growling chuckle and I felt the cock slither out of my cunt and press against my arse.I got back to Millerton’s villa in a cab. It was very late, or very early but nobody seemed to take any.