I slipped two fingers into my wetness then moved them slowly in and out until they were covered in tangy honey. Watching myself, I pulled my fingers o...t and brought them to my mouth. Taking my fingers, I traced them over my lips and then slipped them in my mouth. Licking the tangy honey from them, a soft moan escaped me and I pulled the now cleaned fingers out, making a “popping” sound.Walking over to my dresser, I opened a drawer and removed a thong bikini bottom and a plaid shirt. Walking. After She sees that She slaps me and my cock. I am trying my best to hold the erection back but I cant, all I can do is hope She wont minde it to much. She didint She found it funny that something so humiliating is turning me on. She gives me black pantishouse and says put them on slut. So I did, and by now I have started to drip some precum all over the clothes she made me put on.Next was a bra, it was nice and pink just like panties, but I had no tits what will I do with bra I ask Her. And. We just lay like that for a while before we did anything more. Then, we just stayed in bed and made out. It was, spiritual, is the best way I can think of describing it, just so perfect.It didn't take me too long to get hard, but we didn't immediately do anything about it. I did start to worry I was breaking Kennedy's rules, so I tried to play it cool, so a couple of hours later when I decided it was time to be more active, I roughly fucked her doggy style. I didn't say anything, I rolled her. Sir Joel!’ Sir Marcus called over to his partner in crime. ‘Well, I’ll be seeing you.’ ‘By your leave Sir Marcus.’ Mr. Leif deferred passage to the other man. Once they were alone in the dining hall, Leif turned a chair with the toe of his boot next to Taylor. ‘Sit.’ He was brusque as he reclaimed his chair. Taylor climbed into the chair. ‘Now ask what ever you wish. I know you heard an earful just now.’ Taylor looked at Mr. Leif with saucer shaped eyes. ‘I wouldn’t know what to ask Mr. Leif.’.