She was humping her friends leg like a bitch in heat but she didn’t care so was so turned on her mind was a complete blur and she was just acting of...her sexual impulses. ?Look at you slut humping my leg, you’re a pathetic little sex pet,? said Mary as she was taunting Claire. Mary eventually ordered Claire to stop sucking her feet but to finger herself instead whilst licking off her pussy juice she had got of Megan’s leg when humping it. Claire didn’t even hesitate but immediately shoved. He produced some lube from his pocket and sqeezed the tube to lube me up before turning around and bending over in front of me. I rubbed my cock head at his hole and he moaned with expectant delight. It didn’t feel as good with the rubber, and I wasn’t to sure how hard to push to get in, but then his hand came around to guide me. With a bit of resistance I was inside and his torso straightened up and I could grab hold of his chest with my arms. The sense of being inside him was intense. ”“Can we – you and I, John – keep in touch, for ... social reasons?”“I would enjoy that, Flick, but it has to wait until my time in the Dawes household is at an end. You okay with that?”“Yes. I did not have any romantic attachments previously, but you are ... different.”“I am an injured ex-soldier, as I told Mr Dawes, so I am unusual for a butler, I will grant you.”“An ... extensive injury, John?”“Just my leg, which has some metal support in it. The rest of me is normal, or whatever counts for. My Grandmother remained blissfully unaware of my dealings until one evening when she walked in on me and one of the aforementioned chambermaid. I had the older woman bent over a side table, her skirts over her back, one hand holding the collar of her uniform so that she could not avoid my thrusting hips. We had agreed to this scenario earlier in the day, when she had come to my room an hour before I began my day. I had pulled her breasts over her bodice and bit them hard enough to leave.