The lead is pulled and Natalie struggles to keep her balance in the 4inch heels as she is led across uneven ground. A door opens and the floor becomes...even, she knows they must be inside but she is instantly led up some stairs. Natalie gets concerned as Sirs home does not have the stairs right by the front door, where is she, her mind begins to panic. She is pushed in to a room and she falls, the floor is hard and she hears the sound of a heavy mans footsteps. she is forcibly dragged and thrown. Her denim skirt had risen a little and her black satin panty was visible. I undid my belt, jeans button and the fly. Lowered it and stepped out. My dick made a tent of my white undies. I got on the bed on my knees, took her hands and made her pull down my undies. She sat up, looked at my tool and started stroking it. I pulled her head signaling her to suck it. She made a strange expression, seemed she didn’t want to take it in her mouth. She just stroked the foreskin and kissed the head of my. I had arrived in Blanchards dressed in seamen’s ‘slops’, which are garments donated by sailors to those who have lost their own clothes in shipwrecks. I had not suffered a shipwreck, but the crew of the good ship Bonaventure insisted all my clothes be destroyed when I boarded the vessel after rolling around in an effluent rich stream while grappling with Lord Byron.A month after my arrival in Blanchards I obtained replacement clothing; coats and trousers, from a tailor in Valenciennes .... My cock lurched, wanting to bury itself between those plump cheeks. I caught a glimpse of bare pussy lips between her thighs and felt the threatening urge to cum rising in me. Somehow, I got a hold of myself just in time.Debbie turned, giving me my first proper look at her naked body. She was perfect; her boobs were big on her short frame, sitting proudly on her chest. Her nipples were small compared to the orbs they capped, pink and hard. Lower, her tummy was almost flat, but not quite,.