"Who knows? Maybe they're right?" Maybe..." was all I could think of to say. But then I thought of something else, and wondered if I really dare."Jill... Would you let me do something for you?" I asked her."What?"I didn't really want to tell her, so I just knelt down on the floor between her legs and leaned forward. She immediately got the hint. Wordlessly, she leaned back even deeper against the cushions of the couch, spreading her legs even more openly than they already were as my tongue darted. It was only then that I took the time to examine the house. It was a grand house and at once I realized her uncle must be a man of means.I wandered the city until eight hardly able to contain my enthusiasm for meeting the delightful girl again. At eight precisely, I knocked. A servant opened the door, I think a bit surprised. I learned later that in French society, being a few minutes late is expected.Marie greeted me and introduced me to her Uncle, François-Marie Arouet. He was a handsome man. There was a ball gag in your mouth and a blindfold over your eyes.The large butt plug in your arse was vibrating powerfully sending pulses of pleasure to your pussy and clit.You were so wet you were dripping on the floor,little moans of pleasure coming from your gagged mouth.I started to untie you,telling you what a slut you were,reminding you how much you needed the pain and the bondage I was so happy to give you.I ordered you to stand up,hands behind your head."Don't move" I told you as I. She started to kiss him and she slid her beautiful big nipples by his mouth and let him suck on each a couple of times. She then slowly slid down his body, kissing his muscular chest, then his abs. She kept her eyes locked on his the entire time.She then got to his already growing member, she started to stroke him slowly, squeezing his big fat cock in her hand. His cock kept swelling thicker and thicker and she worked his head into her mouth. I watched as her breathing got more rapid along with.