She screamed when an orgasm overwhelmed her senses and mind. Again, those women and girls were relentless and kept on playing with her body, which gav... her several consecutive orgasms. In fact, her pussy even started to hurt from all the contractions she had while climaxing for so long.The reason that the girl, fucking Sandra's pussy, didn't stop. It was because every time Sandra came, she also squirted. The girl's hand and arm were complete drenched by Sandra's juices, and in addition a lot of. Something is pressed against my lips and tugs on the lower one. Fingers grip and massage my breasts as something surrounds both nipples and begins suckling. I feel myself getting aroused. More hands and fingers run down my stomach and over my mound. It never occurs to me to question how this could be possible.I feel no fear, no pain, just pleasure. Something parts my legs and stretches my labia apart. My nub is coaxed out from under its hood and is licked by something soft and warm and wet.. He also didn’t allow servants to undress him, peculiar in a man of his station. He cast me a brief smile over his shoulder. ‘Fine. I read. Quite a bit. Then Sandringham wanted to go out hunting, so we did. In short, uneventful as usual,’ he finished, climbing into the big bed beside me. He heaved a sigh and settled in. ‘How did you pass the day?’ ‘Oh, the usual. Needlework, reading, staring out the window. Mrs. Randall came to visit from Greenwood. She proceeded to advise me in the proper. Make you pletty. Vely pletty." What the hell was I saying? I struggled to gain composure. I held myhand up to my face to rub my forehead and was met by slender brownfingers with the most beautiful French nails. I was transfixed for amoment. Pamela interrupted my thoughts. I struggled to understand her.It seemed so hard to think and to concentrate. "Yes," she smiled. "I think I'd like you to "nail" me." "Oh!" I found myself exclaiming. "Yes. I make you pletty. Hail andnairs. Look!".