She mounted him and rode him, cumming several more times. She loved being able to control the penetration, but missed the secure feeling she got when ...he was crushed beneath him. She got on all fours in the hay as he fucked her like a bull fucks a cow in the field. This position made her feel used and helpless, completely at Shame's mercy. She loved fucking that way the best of all.Hetty felt an itch deep in her pussy the minute Shame walked in for breakfast. All through the meal, a dumb grin. I could feel him responding to me, too.I felt his fingers separating my cheeks and then one finger began rimming the orifice he found. This was a special treat, as he knows how sensitive I am and how much I love his attention there. He reserves this play for special occasions when he's very, very pleased with me and wants me to understand that my offering to him tonight will be to enjoy the evening rather than to ensure my pleasure through his. I am instantly thrilled, not because I know he's. " Oh I'm not mad" she said with a look of pure devilishness creeping across her face. "You're just lucky I'd been craving a fuck all day, and I've happened to catch you right when you were up to no good. Boxers off, you sneaky bastard. "With that, she started to pull her clothes off slowly, first revealing her boobs, bigger than Sophie's and with pierced nipples to boot. She pulled me forward to start sucking them, her moans softly masking the sound of her hand gently fucking her already. She had been charged with perjury, her judgment to be determined by the outcome of the judicial duel between her husband and Jacques le Gris. If her husband lost, then that meant Le Gris was innocent. If Le Gris was innocent, it meant Lady Marguerite had lied and perjured herself to the King and Parlement, which was punishable by death.She knew her death would neither come easily nor quickly. She would be burned alive, like a witch or a heretic; taken to a place of execution, tied to a stake,.