I live in a suite of rooms atop the Carruthers Hotel. Few townspeople even know I’m here, I had gone to live in Europe- when my marriage failed I re...urned. Of course the help knows, but they have been with us for generations and they are as close as family as could be. A Carruthers married a Potter, so that even makes them kin to us. Morgan Potter helped the first Mayhew to get established here, and he was paid handsomely. His family is still with us, and more like family then servants. My. ..OOFF! uhh...) - every thrust forcinglittle gasps from me, hammering my delirious prick right into the backof the leather sofa - SLAP! (...UUhh god...) - fucking me with strong,efficient movements, the head of my prick pushes roughly into the coolleather and SLAP!! - abruptly, helplessly, I come - warmth explodesthrough my groin and beneath my stomach, my straining member squirts aload of creamy sperm all over the sofa back."Yeah, that's right..." comes an appreciative hiss from somewhere. I rested my head on her stomach and began playing with the clothes pins. She cried out as a flicked them back and forth, again and again. She was totally at my mercy. I thought of all the times she had used nipple clamps on me. How she had decorated my ball sack, and my nipples. I thought of the exquisite feeling when the clamps were removed.Her breathing became heavy, as I grabbed the left centered pink clothes pin and released it."Oh, thank you, Master A", she cried out with uninhibited. Chuchiyon ka adha se jyada hissa bra ke bahar tha . Main bra ke upar se hi unki chuchiyon ko chumne laga. Wo madhosh hokar mere muh ko apne chuchiyon par ragarne laga. Main uski chuchiyon ka maza lete hue hi uske peticot ka nara khol diya aaur use niche sarka diya. Uske gore mansal badan par safed rang ki do chhote chhote kapde ( bra aur panty ) kafi khubsurat lag rahe the. Maine dekha ki uski pany bhigi hui hai , aur usme se ek bhini bhini khusbu aa rahi hai. Panty bhige bhi kyon na wo tho aaj.