"Mrs Meadows agreed, "Very good Ma'am." she said in deference to Miss Harcourt's suggestion as Miss Harcourt was for once decently attired, and with m...ch hustle and bustle they were away.We sat in the parlour, "You lodge here Mr Carter?" Mrs Harcourt asked.She was perhaps forty two years, comely once, but greyed now, "I say lodge, but I own it, and two hundred acres here abouts." Oh?" she queried, "Is that it Verona, do you hope this oaf will make you an offer?" No, Mama, I am his whore," Miss. I assumed that they had to fix what I had broken before they could fix the other stuff that had been broken. Well, that was a technicality as far as I was concerned. All I really cared about was that they were not yet ready to take off.The difference, this time, was that they had more guards out and about. Aha, there was that bastard who had visited me in my cell. Him, I was going to pop if I did not get any others this time. The problem was that the pickets were out farther than they had. I can really feel his balls resting on my arse cheeks. Oh it feels like it's --- "Oh, oh yes, Yeeees." I shouted. "More, more, move you bastard" I want pain, pleasure, give me everything I want it all."Yes -- shag my arse you bastard shag it good, shag it hard, shag it, shag it, fill it with cum, shoot your load deep up in me." I couldn't stop myself shouting. God it felt good, it felt dirty; it felt like nothing else I'd every had before. "Move I need it hard and deep." I mumbled as I drifted. He jerked there for a while and returned class as soon as possible. He still watching me again and pretend nothing gone bad. I was on full high to get him and acted none happening. I even walk around him as teaching and slowly given him a view of my ass.He got out of control and struggling to make a move. I played like this for an hour and said to him “this is enough class today” “can we speak” he sparkling said yes.We talked about personal lives and some interesting facts about our common.