Being done, she let go of my hair got up and pivoted around to straddle me. She raised up and fully grabbed my cock with her hand. Sufficiently wet sh... plunged down taking me all the way in. She leaned forward placing her hands on the ground and rocked on me taking as much of my cock as she could while I had my hands pushing on her ass. As I laid there being fucked I looked to my side as she pulled her shorts and spagetti strap shirt off. I eyed her lean slender body while she looked down at. . mmmff... mmfff...M-Master.” The memory did not appear to be very pleasant by the look on her face!“Mmmm... quite a treat for an ex-Lady of the Manor.” She sobbed openly at that. “I told you to stop snivelling, girl!Go into that bedroom and get your arse up.”“Pleee... eeease, Master... oooh... pleee... eeease...”“Move!” She scuttled into the bedroom, bottom bouncing. I went to the cabinet where I knew the corrective instruments were kept and took out a cane. Turning, I saw a buxom bottom up. He looked at me and asked if I wanted to go in. I was eager to explore all of him and the lighthouse, but was afraid we would get caught. He said that was part of the thrill and he wanted to show me the thrill of trying new things.We climbed in through an open window and walked to the top. The view was beautiful as we stood leaning against the rail. His hands reached around me from behind and started to massage my tits as he kissed and sucked on my neck. I leaned back into him and felt the. Part of the uniform.”“Arright, and Mikey, can I hang out tonight?”“You’re not on the clock.”“No worries, I just wanna make some friends.”“Oh, and hey, just so you know, if you class up your accent a little, the boys from Manhattan sometimes like that.”“Fuck the boys from Manhattan.”“Heh, I’d say fuckin’ A, but those boys bring good money.”She grinned, “Then maybe I will fuck the boys from Manhattan.”“Ay, ay, ay, this is a proper business here. We don’t do any of that stuff in the club. We’re.