He moved his hips back, then forward.“That’s it. That’s it. Just like that,” Mrs. Thorn said with a soft moan.Ethan closed his eyes. His hips ...oved faster, as if on their own. Mrs. Thorn squeezed his butt.“Slow down, Ethan,” she said. “Don’t rush it, hon. Take your time.”Ethan took a few seconds to catch his breath. Her hips moved in his hands. He moved his own hips slowly, just like before, out a little bit, then back in.“Yes. Yes, I knew you’d be good at this,” Mrs. Thorn whispered. Her lips. Damn! It hurt, it felt good, it sent tingles down into my cock. It was if she could feel the electricity moving through my body."Do you like how that feels?" she asked."I stammered and stuttered and finally responded with a faint "yes."She laughed. "Then this is only going to get better for you." She took me into the bedroom and fuck my brains out.Meanwhile, Sandra and Chris were in the living room doing whatever. When Terri and I walked back in, Chris had his cock balls deep in Sandra's ass.. She has his desire. It?s not entirely sexual though it starts in her clitoris. It moves to the rest of her loins and she gets so hot that she swears her mother will smell the burning. This heat pushes up into her abdomen and radiates around her thighs. By then she starts to panic and she must make excuses to leave the room before her toes curl too much for her to walk properly. She shivers and spasms, this heat not leaving her. She would masturbate if she weren?t afraid to scold her hands on. “Both the Count and Countess are Priests of the Order. And that’s a secret. But you will be feeling his noble dick up your pretty ass I’m sure.”We sped past “Brock’s Boarders” but only just a few yards further on the car slowed and we turned off along a single track before it widened in front of an imposing 14ft high brick wall with coils of barbed wire secured with concrete on the top and a pair of similar height ornamental gold colored iron gates sporting the Count’s coat if arms.Immediately.