" Madam?" I queried."It is no secret any more, you are my husband's son," the woman insisted, "My husband's bastard, you will have us thrown out in th... gutter I have no doubt!" And how shall I do that?" I asked."Did not Braithwaite inform you, you are acknowledged as my husband's heir," she continued, "When he dies I get nothing, my girls get nothing." "Surely not!" I expounded, "That cannot be!"But Lady Fitzgibbon was not to be mollified, "The powder Mabel," she wailed, "Dispatch the rogue!"I. We went longer and shifted again. We kept up the rotation of the table for over twenty minutes. I coached Terry on how to hold off and how to manage the sensations he felt rather than climax.Each of the women enjoyed a few orgasms as we teased them in our miniature orgy. Eventually, Terry gave me that desperate look of someone who would like to hold off, but can't manage it. He jetted his cum into Crystal's pussy, pulling out after the first blast and coating her pubes with his man juice.. ‘Oh God Mistress I am soooo close.’ Sam suddenly felt her Mistress sit back. ‘You had better not cum because if you do brand or no brand you will feel thirty with the cane. Now come here and fuck your Mistress and do it slowly and do it good.’ Sam felt her Mistress move over her head and for the first time saw her Mistresses wet pussy move down onto her out-thrust tongue. Reaching up and holding her hips Sam began to suck and lick onto the prominent labia tasting the sweet saltiness of her. . they were two, identical 'Greek statues of young boys from the Golden Age'!! About six feet tall, with dark brown, tousled, naturally curly hair, well-defined muscularly, but slender, much as I am, lightly-haired above their beautiful swinging, circumcised cocks. Their bodies flushed with color as they took in Bronwyn, staring at them, beginning to breathe heavily, her gorgeous breasts rising and falling as she gasped at the beauty before her.As they returned Bronwyn's stare, they ogled her.