All that."Glad to hear you had a fun day," I wrote back, tongue-in-cheek. Then, I told her that her next task was to masturbate for at least 30 minute... the next morning before going to work, but still no cumming. Also, I asked if she owned a dildo or vibrator, and if so, to describe it.Her reply Monday night was short and a bit desperate: "when do I get to cum? Please!?" I laughed at that. She also explained that her only dildo had disappeared a while back ("must've misplaced it during the long. “James?” “Miss?” “If he goes for the Mustang, shoot him.” “Very good, miss.” When they left I locked the doors to the stairwell, ensconcing myself on the top floor. I had two guest suites, an office, and my own suite up here, and my privacy mattered. I was a terrible insomniac so the floor was soundproofed, the doors too, and everything locked up tightly. The third floor housed my father’s three-room suite along with 2 larger servant’s quarters, one empty, one housing James, and three smaller. Please don't stop."Your rhythm starts to increase and your pussy's humping my face as you start to cum. The juices flow from you and cover my face, the more you cum the more I lick and suck on you.As you reach the peak of your orgasm, I put my hands under your ass and sit up, keeping you tight against my mouth, continuing to eat you and thrusting my tongue in and out of you, I can feel your second wave of pleasure starting to overtake you. I suck and tongue you harder and faster until you start. I had seen you many times stealing my liquor. (My face became red after I heard this, first thing came in my mind was, what if he tells my dad) Don’t worry I will not tell your dad. (I felt relieved after hearing this.) Soon both of us were drinking and watching an English movie. The movie had a lot of great love making scenes, which made me horny. We were both sitting on the same sofa.Uncle started talks about girls and soon it changed to sex. The alcohol made the talks more open. Uncle then.