I could tell as she leaned back against the cushionsshe had had a wonderful time, her ripe thighs spreading a little,her pussy sore, as she arranged a...broken blouse strap. When I returned with a glass of wine I expected to do our usualroutine, talk about the evening, and then, when she was ready,go upstairs to the bedroom where I would pleasure both of uswith my head between her thighs. But, she was asleep, sound asleep!I was so disappointed, putting the glass of wine down on a table.There. Last was the hero standing beside the princess in a great hall as her husband. The tent dimmed as I sat and then normal light returned.They murmured and stood slowly before leaving and I stretched. I stepped out and looked at Ivy, “we should have a few more next time.”She smiled, “I peeked a few times.”I caressed her, “I think the next story will be The Sirens Call.”She laughed and kissed me, “just wait. After they leave I want more.”I smiled, “a lot more when we go to bed tonight my. Mom drove the car into the city loaded with clothes and things and got the 'tour' of what was basically one room and a bath on a Saturday I'd told Danny I'd been asked to work. Now I had a reason I could stay in the city at night so Danny wouldn't start asking questions. Speaking of Danny, I was especially busy satisfying him! The horny little guy was trying very hard to make up for twenty years of virginity in the first weeks we were together. As my boyfriend, he had easy access to one of the. ’ Straightening she looked at me as though I had gone insane, but when she glanced around the table she realized that I was serious and her body gave a single involuntary shudder. She steadied herself, her face blank after a fleeting rictus, pulled the tight sheath high enough to knell, and disappeared beneath the tablecloth. I pressed a buzzer. The servants entered with bottles of one hundred year old port, calvados, champagne, cognac, and various liquors, as well as cheese and fruit, which we.